Loosing focus
*Tommy* The engine of my bike roars beneath me as I ride through the familiar streets, the wind whipping against my face. But today, I’m not feeling the thrill of the ride. Instead, my mind is consumed with thoughts of Dylan. Her smile, the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed, and that devastating look of hurt she gave me when I pulled away. I can’t shake the image from my head, and it’s driving me crazy. I should be focused on the club business we’re handling today, but all I can think about is her and the way her father defended her like a lion protecting its cub. I mean, it’s a good thing, just not for me personally. “Hey, Tommy!” Zac’s voice breaks through my reverie. “You good back there?” He glances back at me, concern etched on his face. “Yeah, just… thinking,” I reply, forci
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