Unstoppable

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had deadlines to meet and bills that needed paid.  I was standing in kitchen making supper when two hands slipped around my waist. 
    “You look pretty deep in thought babe.” Elise kissed my shoulder.
    Was she my girlfriend?  Hell no and she knew it.  She had started coming around more and getting clingy. 
    “Was just thinking about the weekend.” I told her. 
    “Mmm, big plans?” she asked then jumped up onto the counter.  She hadn’t bothered to get dressed, instead she wrapped herself in the bed sheet. 
    I shrugged, “Family stuff and more paint jobs to do.”
    “Your phone had a new text just a bit ago.” She handed me my phone. 
    I slid my finger across the screen, and read the text from Harley.  She was actually coming home…tonight.  The text was from over two hours ago.  The text that Elise was talking about was from the body piercer that had pierced me after I lost a bet at the bike rally.  I laughed and sent him back a text that everything had healed fine. 
    “I guess I’ll head out.” Elise said with a pout on her face. 
    “Why the attitude?” I asked without looking at her. 
    She sighed, “Ryder, I really like you.  Like really, like you, but you won’t give me a chance to show you that we could actually make a good couple.”
    “Sorry, you knew from the get go that I didn’t want a steady girlfriend.  I’m too fucking busy to have one.”
    She shook her head and went back to the bedroom.  I heard the shower start, then my phone rang.  It was one of the clients wanting to know how I was coming along on his tank.  I ran out to the shop took a few different pictures and started sending them to him.  I decided to lock everything up then go back inside.  When I walked in the back door, there stood Elise at the front door wrapped in a towel talking to Harley.  Harley looked past Elise’s shoulder and smiled weakly at me.
    “I just thought I’d stop by and let you know I made it.  I’ll uh—see you around I guess.”  She turned and started toward her car. 
    “Fuck, get dressed.” I told Elise as I ran past her out the front door to catch up with Harley. 
    “Hey…stop!” I yelled.  She didn’t turn to face me though.  “It’s not what you think.” I said when I was standing behind her.  When she finally turned and looked at me, I lost my breath.  I hadn’t seen those beautiful eyes of hers in what felt like ages. 
    She smiled, “It’s totally okay, she doesn’t have to leave because I’m here.  I’ll see you this weekend at dinner.”  She started to get in her car. 
    “Harley stop, please.” I pressed my hand against the door to stop her from opening it. 
    Elise walked out of the house and to her car without saying a word to either of us.  Harley watched as she drove away.  I couldn’t stop staring at Harley, my fingers itched to touch her but I knew she would back away from me. 
    “I think I should go.” She said softly
    “You’re not fucking leaving.” I gritted out through clenched teeth. 
    She put her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow at me, “I simply stopped by because you didn’t answer my text.  I figured you would be in the shop—“
    I couldn’t take it anymore, I slammed my mouth to hers so hard our teeth tapped together.  She sucked in a breath and fisted her hands at her sides, I tried to get her to open up so I could taste her sweet mouth but she wouldn’t.  Instead she pushed as hard as she could causing me to take two steps back.  “You just had your mouth only god knows where on…on her and,” she started shaking her head, “I have a fucking boyfriend.” She mumbled.
    That was like a shot to the chest, “Don’t fucking accuse me of shit.  Did I fuck her?  Yes with my dick wrapped securely in a fucking condom.  My tongue has never even touched her down there and I’ve fucking showered since this morning thank you!  Glad to know you have a mother fucking boyfriend, but yet you couldn’t

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