Grabbing Blaze’s thumb from behind my head, I pulled it backward as I bit his lip. Using my knee, I hit the back of his just right.
His knee buckled.
Blaze dropped to the ground with a groan.
“You don’t get to kiss me like that in front of my father! That is inappropriate.”
I stood over him, pissed.
Blaze glared up at me.
“We’re f*****g bikers. That s**t is not that big of a deal.”
“It is to me!”
I released him and stepped back.
Blaze got to his feet, towering over me again.
“Your ass is not fighting.”
I stared at him.
“Excuse me?”
“I don’t care if your ass is moving fine now. Not f*****g risking that shit.”
“What makes you think you have a right to tell me what to do?”
I poked him directly in the chest.
Blaze looked down at my finger before looking back at me.
“Your new f
