Page 18 of The Biker's Second Chance
But he's gone. Sean’s gone, and so have his bags.
I sink onto the bed. What a fool I’ve been. I let him charm me again, won over by his kind words and cocky smile. And now he's got what he wanted and he’s left.
Fresh tears sting my eyes, but I don’t let them fall. I won’t cry for him anymore.
I can't believe I've been so foolish a second time.
I spend the rest of the day catching up on work in the clubhouse. Sean's not there either. And Gage tells me he saw him leaving this morning, and he hasn’t been back.
I try to convince myself that he’s not left for good, that he wouldn't do that to me again. But no one knows where he’s gone.
I get a call from the plumber to tell me that the water’s back on. I don't feel like hanging around the clubhouse, so once we’ve finished with the accounts, I pack my bags and head back to my place.
My apartment feels empty after the hustle and bustle of the clubhouse. I drop my keys on the counter, letting the silence engulf me.
I wasn't made to live alone. I like being surrounded by people. But somehow, life doesn't always turn out how you want.
I check the cupboards and find instant noodles stuffed at the back. A single woman’s pantry. But I don’t have any groceries, and I don’t feel like cooking anyway.
I’m making a cup of tea when I hear the sound of a bike. My stupid heart thumps louder in my chest when I see it’s Sean.
I pull open the door just as he reaches my doorstep, blocking his way with my body. I'm not going to let him come inside and fool me again. I'll not fall for his Irish charm and cocky grin.
“I'm sorry I wasn't around today, Gina.” He’s smiling, and I have to look away or I’m going to get taken in by his easy good looks. “I had something important to do.”
“You've always got something important to do, Sean.”
It comes out bitter, and he takes a step back.
“There's nothing more important to me than you, Gina. Now that I'm back, I intend to stay.”
I eye him warily, not sure what I can believe anymore.
“Why did you take off this morning, Sean? Why haven’t you messaged me all day?”
I hate the way I’m sounding like a nag, but after our history, I can’t help myself.
“I’ve got a surprise for you.”
“I’ve had enough surprises, Sean. I can't take this yo-yo-ing. Either you're here or you're not. I’m too old to play games.”
He puts his hands on my shoulders, and his touch is reassuring. But I step away. I cannot let this man get to me again.
“I am one hundred percent here, Gina. And I know it’s hard for you to believe me, so I want to show you something.”
He holds out a hand, and God help me, I take it. Maybe I’m stupid, but I want to believe in him so much that I want to believe that he’s going to stay. But it’s so hard for me to.
He leads me down the stairs to his bike.
“Are you going to take me to the dunes and try and seduce me again?”
“Would you be open to it?” he asks cockily.
My eyes are rolling before I can stop them. I should have known better than to get a serious answer out of him.
“Get on the bike, Gina. I've got something to show you. And then if you don’t want me, I’ll disappear. You’ll never hear from me again.”
“I wish I'd never laid eyes on you in the first place.”
