"Have you ever ridden on a bike?" I asked Loren as we rounded the corner of her building.
"Um, no," she cringed.
Pulling her by the lapels of her coat, I held her body against mine. I loved the sound of her gasp as she collided with me. I had to remind myself we were meeting Immy. Not to mention, I was supposed to be watching her. Otherwise, I might get it in my head to head back into her office for some one-on-one couch time. I think I had a different purpose for it than she did, though.
"Oh, this will be fun, beautiful." I grinned wide at the thought of her legs wrapped around me. My mind had to slap that down too. Loren made the naughty thoughts rise up, well lots of things rise up, if the hard cock against my leg was any indication. She made it easy to forget the baby cousin factor. Damn, Immy was majorly ruining my game. It had gotten me out of a family meeting, though, and I got to spend it with her and Loren. It was still a winner, even if it had to be more PG-13 and not the X-rated version I had in my mind.
Thankfully, Immy had been willing to take Loren's bag with her, so it helped her not be encumbered by things. Straddling the bike, I started it and released the kickstand as I waited for her to climb on. Loren tentatively put her leg over the back and placed her arms around me. Grabbing them, I pulled them tighter to me, needing her to grip harder. Handing her a helmet, I showed her how to tighten the strap. Using the intercom, I directed her on how to position herself.
"You're going to want to hold on tight, beautiful. Squeeze your legs to mine as well, and lean with me."
"Okay."
"Don't worry. I got you."
Loren braced her arms more securely around me before placing her head against my back. I sat for a moment to take in this perfect moment. The bike rumbling between my thighs and my girl's arms wrapped tightly around me. It was the second-best place I could picture her. Though Loren naked in my bed or on my tattoo table were closely tied for first.
Pushing off, I navigated the streets to the restaurant. Immy and I had agreed it would be the best place. I needed to check on it anyway, and we knew it was safe with our guards posted. Her being out in public without Sax or Mas was a risk, but I didn't want her to feel like she couldn't still live her life. This was a big step for her. I could tell how much it meant to her that she got to do this, and I wanted to make it happen for her.
We arrived at the restaurant fifteen minutes later, and I pulled around the back to park. The SUV idled there waiting for us. Stepping off, I put my helmet on the handles and helped Loren take hers off. She was all smiles as she placed one leg over the seat and stood.
"Does that smile mean you enjoyed it?"
"It was amazing! Please, tell me you'll teach me?" Loren pleaded, pouty lip and all.
Pulling her close, I kissed her quickly before heading to the SUV. Knocking on the window, I stepped back so the door could open.
"If you're going to be kissing her, I'm going to need a barf bag."
"Listen here, MoMo, I'll have you know that kissing is perfectly healthy…."
As I began to explain, she plugged her ears and started running away from me, screaming, "La la, I can't hear you."
Loren caught up to me and took the hand I offered for her. Raising my eyebrows, I tried to gauge how she was feeling. Once Sax had told me the real reason Immy and Loren knew one another, I'd felt like a complete ass. All the fantastic things Immy had said about her too, and I hadn't even realized it was the woman I'd become obsessed with.
I knew this had to be hard for her, but she seemed to be handling it, so I accepted it and followed the two guards and Immy into the restaurant.
"Why are we entering this way? And does she always have so many guards around her?"
I'd been surprised Loren hadn't asked more questions yet, so I was prepared when she finally did. "Well, this restaurant is in my family, and I'm kind of overseeing it for my cousin. So, it's an owner perk, not having to wait in line. I'll let the hostess know to expect Jude, though."
"Huh, that's kind of cool, and thanks, I was about to ask that." She smiled up at me, and I was momentarily stunned as I stared down at her, transfixed by her beauty. Loren had always been a beautiful woman, but over the past few weeks, I'd started to see her shine in new ways, and now I felt like I finally saw her. The person she was under it all. She took my breath away.
"Everything okay?"
Stumbling, I stopped to gather my bearings and hadn't realized we'd stopped until her question.
"Yeah, beautiful. Everything's wonderful. Come on. I'm starving."
Pulling her along, the grin on my face was genuine and had to match hers. Immy and Dakota were waiting just inside. Immy rolled her eyes at me, but her smile gave away her true feelings on the matter. She was happy for me.
We followed the maître d' into the restaurant and headed for our private room. We hadn't done much remodeling to the restaurant when we took it over. Mas only insisted on a private room for us. I was suddenly glad about it.
"There will be one more to our party coming from the front. Ask him for the password," Immy directed to our escort, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.
"Poor Jude, I don't know if he's prepared for us," Loren chuckled. Immy shrugged her shoulders, clearly amused with whatever game they were playing.
Pulling out Loren's chair, I handed her coat off to the attendant, and they hung it up against the wall. Immy and I handed ours as well before taking our seats. Waiters began bringing in menus, drinks, and appetizers so quickly, we didn't even have time to talk to one another. When they finished, Immy's phone went off, followed by her laughter.