Page 5 of Forbidden
His brows knit in concentration and a bit of concern as his gaze rakes over my body.
“How oldareyou?” he asks.
“Again, none of your business.”
“Fine. Don’t tell me. I’ll still give you a ride.”
“You’re not going to leave me alone, are you?” I huff.
“Nope.”
I sigh and shake my head in resignation.He’s a persistent fucker.
“If I’m going to get on that motorcycle with you, I need to at least know your last name.”
He grins and takes my hand in his huge, rough one.
“Hunter. Gage Hunter.”
“Raven Alvarez.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Alvarez.”
“You, too, Mr. Hunter.”
“Gage…please.”
“Okay, Gage. You may call me Miss Alvarez.”
He chuckles and gives my fingers a squeeze. That’s when I realize he hasn’t let go.
“So, it’s like that?”
I nod, but can’t help my smile. His attitude is infectious.
“Yes, it’s like that.”
“Okay, cool.”
He grabs his helmet off his bike and hands it to me. I don’t see an extra one.
“What about you?” I ask.
“Don’t worry about me. Your safety is all that matters.”
There he goes again. What’s his deal?“And why is my safety so important to you?”
His brows furrow and he blinks at me in confusion. After a few tense seconds, his facial muscles relax and he looks me straight in the eyes. Everything inside me comes alive. With just a look, he’s made me feel safe, cared for, andwanted. It should be illegal for men to look at women like that. Then again, maybe not. It should bemandatoryfor all men to do it.
“It just is.”
With unsteady fingers, I place the helmet on my head. My reaction to him makes no sense.I just met him, for Christ’s sake. I don’t even like him.After I adjust the chinstrap, he extends his hand to me. I stare down at it with uncertainty. To tell the truth, Iama little scared.
“First time?”
“Is it that obvious?”
“Yeah, but I’m honored to pop your cherry. Been a while since I had a virgin.”
