Bad Boys of Romance - a Biker Anthology
since I got here. How dare you bring me back in this room and ask me questions?”
    “Are you dating Tommy?”
    “Who is Tommy?” I asked.
    He let out a menacing laugh that made me question whether I should be mad or scared.
    “The guy you were grinding all of over, that's who.”
    I stood there in silence letting his words run over and over in my head. Was he jealous? I hadn't heard from him since last Sunday, and now he's fuming in front of me.
    “Why are you so mad?” I asked.
    “You're better than that guy,” he answered.
    “And you know that because...”
“You just are.” He shook his head, and I watched as his features softened.
    He took two steps toward me until we were only inches apart. My chest heaved up and down as he moved one hand up and placed it in the hair behind my neck. I tilted my chin up to look at him, wondering how all of this was happening. His lips were only a few inches from mine, and I wanted him to kiss me. Oh, I wanted him to kiss me bad. I instinctively ran my tongue over my bottom lip which caused him to hiss out a breath.
    We were both frozen in each other's eyes, daring the other to make the next move. Before the gap was closed between us, the door swung open, and I heard a female voice.
    “Luke, we need you up front,” the girl said. “A couple of guys are starting a fight at the pool tables.”
    He dropped his head and stepped back, running his free hand over his face. I took the moment to gain back all composure that I had lost in that small office.
    “Did you hear me?” she asked. “Luke?”
    “Yeah, I got it.” He dropped his hand from my neck and interlocked it with my hand. We began to walk out of the office and back into the bar.
    “Oh, hey there.” His sister smiled. “I thought I might see you again with my dear brother.”
    “Shut up, Mel,” he growled before he pushed open the swinging metal door that led us back into the crowd of people.
    Without another word, he walked me back to my table and released his hold.
    “I'll find you later.” He looked into my eyes. “I have to go take care of this.”
    And with that he walked away leaving me more confused than ever. I had a million thoughts running through my head. Hannah grabbed my arm and pulled me back into my seat before I could process any of them.
    “What in the hell was that?” she demanded.
    “I have no idea,” I answered honestly.
    “Is he the guy you were smiling about earlier today?”
    “No, yeah, I don't know.” I felt defeated and excited at the same time. “It's impossible to read him.”
    “Trey said he never has a girlfriend. Apparently many have tried and no one has succeeded to tie him down.” She raised her eyebrows.
    “Perfect.” I rolled my eyes. “What else does the all-knowing Trey say?”
    “Well, since you asked.” She smiled. “He said that he's never seen him act like this before or react that way to a girl who was dancing in his club.”
    “I need another drink.” I sighed. “A strong one.”
    “You're in luck.” She moved two small glasses in front of us. “I was saving a shot just for you.”
    We lifted the small glasses, clinked them together, and quickly swallowed the sweet liquid that passed our lips.
    “Another.” I slammed my glass back on the table.
    “Get the lady another shot!” she laughed as she yelled.
    Over the next two hours, I only caught a few glimpses of Luke. He was in full-on work mode and looked as if he didn't want to be bothered. So, I kept drinking with my best friend. I dared to go back on the dance floor by the end of the night. Partly because the alcohol running through my system really made me want to dance, but mostly because I wanted him to come back and drag me back to the office again. This time I knew I wouldn't hold back if given the chance to kiss him again. I also noticed that no guy even attempted to dance with me. I was okay with that, but also hated it at the same time. I was starting to think I looked stupid out

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