Saint:
After a long day of dealing with an unruly customer at the shop, my patience was shot. I needed a drink. A cold beer, the kind that could take the edge off and let me unwind. And I knew exactly where to go. Tony's bar.
I jumped on my bike, and a few of the guys followed me, riding hard and fast through the streets. The roar of our engines was like music to my ears, and as we pulled up in front of the bar, I could already feel my anticipation building.
I wasn’t sure why I was so damn anxious. It had only been a couple of hours since I’d dropped Shay off at Kat’s. But the thought of seeing her again had me itching. Something about her had gotten under my skin, in a way I didn’t quite understand.
I parked my bike and made my way inside, giving Kat a brief head nod when I saw her
