Page 37 of Blossoms of the Heart
Motorcycles always seemed so dangerous and when he gave me his helmet, what would he have? He wasn’t even dressed with the jackets and protective wear I saw most people put on.
And me? I was in this skimpy dress that I was pretty certain would give a great view of my ass exposed for all to see.
“Yes, princess, we are going by bike.”
“I can’t.” I was scared.
“Too late—you said you were coming, plus this is us catching up.” He seemed to be loving my panic.
“Look what I’m wearing.”
“I saw, it’s very sexy.”
Jesus, I needed to find strength from somewhere so I wouldn’t allow this man to get to me. This was day one in Japan and more than once today he’d managed to get me all worked up and hot and bothered.
“Tai, it’s short. I don’t want the whole of Tokyo to see my ass on display.”
His thick brows lowered. “Fair dues, I don’t want anyone getting to see that ass of yours before me.” The corners of his lips turned upwards.
I didn’t know how to respond. He was totally flirting with me.
Since all my awful years with Jason and the years that followed when I was trying to sort myself out, I admittedly forgot how to flirt.
And, how to feel when I was being flirted with.
“Raincheck?”
“Fuck no.” He smirked, taking hold of my arm. He looked me over and held up the hem of my dress where it went out into a slight flair. “Get on, you’ll be fine.”
I sighed.
I wasn’t going to get out of this, was I? And it wasn’t because there was some force or even a reason to make me go on that damn bike with him.
It was because I simply wanted to. I’d never been able to fight the temptation of him, and there was no point trying now.
Not when I knew that no matter what trouble he got up to, I’d always end up having a good time.
I swung one leg over the bike and sat on the little back seat. I could feel my dress starting to ride up. Then oh, the boldness of Tai took over. How could I have forgotten his outlandish actions?
He took the liberty of hooking the hem of my dress between my legs. And I mean between,between. He didn’t care where he was touching. His fingers brushed the inner skin of my thighs and fluttered over my crotch.
I gasped and my jaw dropped.
I at least had some brain cells left that were working and I swatted his hands away.
“What are you doing?”
He laughed. “Fixing you, baby. No need to get testy.”
“Your hands were practically in my panties.”
“Nah, if my hands were in your panties they wouldn’t be practically in. They’d be in.”
No, this wasn’t just flirting. Tai took flirting to a whole other level.
“You are unbelievable.”
He set the helmet over my head and then jumped on.
