Bad Boys of Romance - a Biker Anthology by Kasey Millstead, Rebecca Brooke, Vicki Green, Abigail Lee, Shantel Tessier, Nina Levine, Morgan Jane Mitchell, Casey Peeler, Dee Avila Page A

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    Once the lights came on, signaling last call, we stopped dancing and made our way back to our table. My heels were killing my feet and not enhancing my ability to walk at all. We giggled at our drunken state when Hannah all but fell into Trey's lap.
    “Okay, girls.” Trey helped her stand upright. “Let's get you home before someone pukes.”
    “No one is going to puke.” She wrapped her arms around his waist. “I don't think.”
    I laughed as we made our way to the exit only to get cut off by a broad chest and tattooed arms that I knew I'd dream about tonight.
    “I'll make sure she gets home tonight,” Luke stated, almost daring someone to challenge him.
    I narrowed my eyes and tried to focus on him. Was he serious?
    “Did you ask her if that's what she wants?” Hannah took a protective step toward me.
    “It's fine, Han.” I cocked my head to the side and smirked at him. “He won't bite.”
    I watched his eyes darken as he watched me.
    “You're sure?” Trey asked.
    “Yeah, I'm sure,” I answered. “See you guys at home.”
    Once the room had cleared out, he closed in the space between us and leaned into my ear.
    “What makes you think I won't bite?”
    My heart was racing as I ran my fingertips down his arm. “I was kind of hoping that you would.”
    “You're going to be the death of me.” He shook his head as he stepped back. “I have to finish a few things in the office. Do you want to go back there with me or stay at the bar with Mel?”
    “Bar.” I smiled.
    He narrowed his eyes back at me but didn't reply. Instead he placed his hand on the small of my back and led me back to where Mel was cleaning up from the night's crowd.
    “I'll be back in about ten minutes.”
    I sat on the bar stool and watched Mel place lids back on bottles and wash the dirty glasses.
    “Do you need help?” I asked.
    “No thanks, pretty girl.” She smiled up at me. “You need to sit there and sober up. Here's some water.”
    She placed a glass in front of me, and I took a long drink.
“Thanks.”
    “So, how did you find yourself back in this bar?” she asked.
    “What do you mean?”
    “After the other night, I figured you'd never step foot back in here. You know, after you saw us fighting.”
    “Oh yeah,” I replied. “What was that all about?”
    “We'll just call it sibling rivalry.”
    “Do you own this place too?” I knew nothing about these people.
    “No.” She laughed. “I just help out a few nights a week. I'm actually an accountant in my real life.”
    “Really?” I asked as I looked over her short, bleach blond hair, stick thin figure, and size D bra size.
    “Don't look so shocked.” She laughed again. “It is possible to be hot and smart.”
    “No, I didn't mean anything.” I couldn't find the words I should say. “Sorry.”
    “I'll take it as a compliment. No worries.”
    “So what's the deal with your brother?” I'm going to go ahead and blame my bravery on those shots.
    “What do you mean?”
    “Well, he acts like he hates me one second, and then goes all caveman on me the next. It's a little confusing,” I answered honestly. “I'm not quite sure how to take him.”
    “Hmmm.” She thought for a minute. “I'm not sure what I can tell you other than if he didn't like you, he wouldn't waste a second of his time on you. He's got a wild temper, you saw that. But he's a good guy Riley. If he wants the chance with you, try and give it to him. He doesn't open up to people often.”
    Before I could pry anymore, I saw him walk in from the side of the bar and over to where I was sitting.
    “What are you two talking about?” he asked.
    “Nothing,” we both answered at the same time causing us to burst into a fit of laughter.
    “Perfect,” he growled before helping me to my feet. “I'll see you tomorrow Mel.”
    She was still laughing when we walked out of the door.
    “Can you ride on the bike?” he asked as if he was suddenly aware of my outfit and state of mind.
    “We