Page 10 of Breaking the Rules (Roaming Devils MC 1)

She glanced down at her food. “There’s a lot of things I remember about you.”

Maybe she was a groupie, she thought, considering her opinion of him. They’d spent one entire night simply talking about everything and while he hadn’t been the most forthcoming, he’d given her a clue as to who he truly was. She dubbed him as a biker with a heart. He liked talking about his motorcycle. He liked tattoos and joked about Ella getting one. He’d even told her where to put it by brushing his finger along her arm. The tingle he’d elicited had been her first spark of attraction. She liked that he still created the same sensation by simply talking to her.

When he didn’t respond, she determined that her admission had dipped into territory that she probably shouldn’t be dabbling in. The line stayed silent for a while with just the sound of their breathing.

“Can you come over?” She swallowed. “Tonight, I mean. At my place. It’s right down from the clinic. Northern Apartments. I’m in building C, apartment three fifteen.”

“That’s not a good idea, Ella.”

“Maybe not, but when have you only stuck to good ideas?” She was going crazy. Only a crazy person would invite a biker to their apartment. Only a crazy person would want to sleep with him after everything that had happened. Only a crazy person would need his comfort. She still tasted his kiss on her lips, and her body grew hyper aware of how good it would be with him. Even if it was a bad idea.

“Please,” she found herself pleading.

“What time?”

“Nine?”

“I’ll be there.” He paused. “And Ella?”

“What?”

“If we do this, there’s no going back.”

They disconnected and she set her phone on the table. Yeah. There would be no going back. The thought should have scared her, but it didn’t. She smiled. There was something about Ryker that made her feel special. She couldn’t easily let that go.

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