Page 12 of The Biker's Virgin
“Women’s intuition, I guess. And where’s my thank you? You got to meet him, and now you know his name!”
Olivia couldn’t help but smile.‘Blaine. It suits him,’she thought to herself.
Olivia couldn’t stay angry with Maddie, she was a trooper and sat through lunch in a beer-soaked t-shirt. When they asked their server for their bill, she said that it was taken care of by the man inside.
“What should we do?” Olivia asked Maddie. “Do we go in and say thank -you? Do we not accept?”
They didn’t have to make that decision; as if on cue, the door to the restaurant swung open and Lizzie and Blaine squinted into the bright sunlight. Maddie turned and waved at them.
“Thanks for lunch!” she yelled.
Lizzie snapped her head to look at Blaine and slapped him on the arm. She marched over to the girls, slammed her bony hands onto the table and leaned into Maddie’s face. “You stay away from him, you’re nothing but a college whore.”
“Woah, lady. I was just thanking him for paying for our lunch” Maddie knew she was pushing the biker girl’s buttons, but couldn’t help herself.
Lizzie stood up and adjusted her vest. “You’re not his type, anyway.”
“Oh really, and what is his type?”
“Me.” Lizzie smoothed out her vest and puffed out her silicone chest.
“You might want to tell him that,” Maddie said coyly. She smiled sweetly and then turned away from the enraged woman.
“I’m done with you little girls.” Lizzie turned and stomped off to the bike.
Blaine held his hands up in front of him, shook his head, and followed Lizzie to his bike. He looked over his shoulder only once and flashed Olivia a smile. She involuntarily flashed him a grin back and felt the butterflies in her stomach wreak havoc on her lunch. She gripped the arms of her chair and willed herself not to throw up.
After the bike growled off down the road, Maddie looked at her sister and smiled. “Alright kiddo. It looks like we’re in for an interesting summer. Let’s get home now.”
