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He nods. “That you are. And I want to learn every single one of them.”
I shrug. “A girl can’t give away all her secrets.”
The smile that crosses his face is positively devious. “I guess I’ll have to pry them out of you, then.”
Max kisses me again, leaning into me, and I feel him getting hard again. My body immediately responds to him and I laugh.
“This could be the start of a very long night.”
“There’s no ‘could be’ about it,” he replies.
“Good answer,” I tell him with a flirtatious smile on my face. “Now get to work.”
Chapter Twenty
Domino
“So? Did you seal the deal or not, Romeo?” Derek teases.
“A gentleman does not kiss and tell.”
“Yeah, well, you’re no gentleman,” he fires back.
“Hey, I have an idea. Why don’t you go get a girlfriend of your own and stop pestering me about my love life?”
“Oh, listen to you. Calling her your girlfriend already,” Derek chirps.
“That’s not what I meant, and you know—nah, you know what? Kiss my ass.”
We both laugh. We’re in the garage in the compound and we’re both giving our bikes a tune-up. We’ve got a run coming up and I want to make sure it’s in peak shape. I also don’t want to hang out in the clubhouse right now. After the drive-by, the tension has been off the charts and I’m feeling too good to let it drag me down. Something’s coming and there’s nothing I can do until the hammer drops. So, I’ve resolved that until then, I’m just going to enjoy life and enjoy my time with Ashley.
Derek looks over at me, an inscrutable expression on his face. “You’re really into this chick, aren’t you?”
“What makes you say that?”
“For one thing, every time I bring her up, you get this weird little look on your face and you always change the subject.”
“Maybe I just don’t feel like sharing all the details of my life with you.”
Derek shrugs. “It’s possible. It would be a first, since I usually can’t get you to shut up, but it’s possible. That still doesn’t account for that weird expression on your face anytime I mention Ashley’s name.”
“I don’t get a weird expression. You’re so full of shit.”
“I’m not, actually.”
“He’s right. You do get a weird look on your face.”
Derek flashes me a triumphant smile as I turn to see Cosmo standing behind us.
“Et tu, Brute?” I ask.
He shrugs. “Just callin’ it like I see it, kid.”
“Yeah, whatever. The both of you can kiss my ass.”
They share a laugh as I finish tightening the plugs on my bike. After that, I start to wipe down the chrome, pointedly ignoring both of them.
“Need to talk to you, Domino,” Cosmo says, his voice suddenly grim.
