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relationship. I think this is a great time to move back in with my dad.¡±
¡°You didn¡¯t give me a chance to explain,¡± he argued. ¡°Even on the phone the other day.
If you just gave me a chance to explain¡¡±
¡°All right, Travis,¡± I said. ¡°I¡¯ll give you a chance to explain when you show me that you
deserve it.¡±
¡°And how do I do that?¡±
¡°Figure it out,¡± I snapped. ¡°But I¡¯ll give you a hint. It doesn¡¯t involve you calling me
while your girlfriend is next to you.¡±
Thank God it¡¯s Saturday, I thought, as I flopped on my bed with a romance book I got
in high school. I had two whole days to mope. I had one cheating ex-boyfriend who
wouldn¡¯t stop calling me and one insanely sexy biker with an adorable dog. Four days had
passed since I met Isaac and gave him my number. Still, he hadn¡¯t called me. I had given
up hope.
What was I expecting? With someone as handsome as him, he probably met someone
four times as pretty as me, leaving me remembered as the awkward veterinarian who
spent the entire session ogling him. Maybe he asked for my number out of pity because I
was so pathetic? Chances were that he did it for his own ego. I was sure I was just another
goal to check off. Maybe he had a strange scrubs fetish? Or maybe he told me his
pastimes to scare me away? I must not have understood that he wasn¡¯t interested¡
¡°I like to ride. And I like to fuck.¡±
Those words should have scared me away. I used to roll my eyes at girls who fell for
lines like that. But I understood now. The adrenaline that surged through me when he
made me feel so¡ naughty¡ I wanted to be naughty for him¡
Too bad for me, I thought. I must have done something horrible while drunk and
karma was getting payback, hurting me before I got to enjoy what his lips would feel like.
Sighing, I stared at my phone one last time before I swore to leave it face-down for at
least twenty minutes.
The motorcycle tattoo on his arm made more sense. It was by far the most detailed
tattoo in black and it looked the most maintained, dark ink still outlined, making it pop.
By the work put into it, I knew he must have been one of those guys obsessed with
