KAT:
The ride back to Tony’s was different.
I wasn’t sure if it was the chill in the night air or the fact that Viper’s voice was still rattling in my head, but the thrill of riding wasn’t the same anymore. The moment his smirk had reappeared in my life, the past I had been running from crashed right into me.
I had stayed away for a year. No bikes, no MCs, no leather-clad men with tempers and bruised knuckles. I had done everything to keep myself from falling back into that world.
And then Blaze had walked into Tony’s.
And now Viper knew exactly where to find me. f**k.
Blaze must have felt the shift in me because he didn’t try to push the speed, didn’t try to make me laugh with some reckless stunt on the road. He just rode—steady, strong.
By the time we pulled into the lot outs
