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“Really?”

“Absolutely.” He chuckled. “This is a memory I definitely want to keep.”

“Me too.” My smile was bittersweet.

This was the perfect way to say goodbye.

Chapter 10

Rocco

It took longer to get redressed than it did to purchase the motorcycle. Wyatt actually looked excited for us, but I couldn’t tell if that was because he didn’t want to part with the Harley. He helped me load it into the back space that I had designed just for the bike and waved us off as we headed back to the RV park.

Danni and I barely had the rig in park before we were pulling at each other’s clothes. We didn’t even bother putting up the shades before I spread her open on the couch and devoured her with my mouth. Another orgasm later, and she had me on my back on the small patch of flooring that was available without the slides being all the way open. I held onto her tits as she rode my cock hard and fast. Both of us panting and sweaty as she collapsed over me as soon as she came.

We lay there for a moment until the floor got cold. I was able to pull myself together long enough to let the slides out and carry her back to the bedroom. After that, we spent the rest of the night making love.

I almost hadn’t wanted to leave this morning, but we were both due in Saddleback before the evening, and I had promised her I would get her there on time. There was only about an hour left before we hit the city limits, and I was currently trying to come up with the best way to ask her about her hotel.

I had looked it up, and there was a bit of distance between where the rally was being held and where her sister was getting married. I had no problem taking her back and forth, but I didn’t know if she would want to ride the motorcycle to such a big event. Especially with the helmet. I also needed to get my motorcycle license, so I really shouldn’t be riding it all that much. Not that I wouldn’t do it if she needed me to.

The sound of her phone ringing pulled me out of my thoughts. I looked over to see Danni look down with a nervous look on her face.

“Everything alright?” I didn’t like that the seats weren’t as close in the bus. I could still reach for her hand, but it wasn’t like I could put my hand on her leg or touch her as much as I could in a regular car.

“Yeah.” She put the phone to her ear and answered.

I listened quietly as she talked to the person on the other end. I gathered it was the bride by the few things that she said about when we would get there, and agreeing to pick up something for the rehearsal dinner. When she hung up, she kept fiddling with the side of the phone.

“Is she excited?” I held my hand toward her, but she didn’t take it.

“Uh, yeah.” She didn’t look in my direction.

“Are you excited?” She didn’t seem like it.

“Sure.” She gave me a quick smirk of a smile that didn’t look excited or happy. “Just tired.”

There was no way that I would apologize for that. She’d still be in bed if we were back home.

“You could come with me to the rally site and relax before doing whatever you need to do for the wedding.”

It was an excuse to get her to stay with me, but I remembered how chaotic my brother’s wedding had been. I knew firsthand that she wasn’t going to get much rest this weekend.

“In fact, you could stay with me instead of at the hotel.” I used the momentum of what I said before to ease my way into what I really wanted.

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