Mac tried to focus on the rumble of the bike beneath him as he headed to the clubhouse. He"d spent hours trying to relax and keep his mind off the hot woman next door and the sexy underwear that had been delivered to him by accident. No. He hadn"t seen the underwear, but that only made what he imagined worse. He could think up anything he wanted and there was nothing to tell him he was wrong. He almost wished he"d taken a peek, at least then he"d know what to picture her in.
Trying to keep himself from going next door, knocking and kissing the s**t out of her. And probably landing himself with assault charges in the process, or at the very least a black eye, he"d decided tonight wasn"t the night to stay home. Instead, he went to the clubhouse. Maybe there was something going on there to
