“Why do you get to ride with her first?” Top argues.
“You fucked her first.” Zoe’s face turns beet red, and I turn into Scar and laugh into his chest.
“Honey, you are going to have to get used to public talk of sex if you are going to survive here.” Top kisses her and grabs a rough hand full of her ass.
“Stop it. I want a ride. Zoe, come with me. You will have to change.” Her guys pick up her bags and as a group, we walk into the clubhouse.
The smell of sex isn’t as potent in the air right now but it’s still there, and my shoes make a soft squeaking noise on the floor as we walk through the bar to the back door. I watch with a wide smile as both Top and Hollow put a territorial arm around Zoe when some of the other guys start eyeing her. A few of the women send her ugly looks after the move but only because it’s clear that another two of the more attractive men are preoccupied.
My room is exactly like I left it, but I can tell that someone has come in and kept it clean and dusted.
“Boys, out. We will be done in a minute.”
Top drops her suitcase on the bed and I unzip it before they are out of the room. I start to dig through it looking for a pair of pants and a regular t-shirt after I toss them on the bed and turn to face her.
“Braid your hair or you will regret it.” I go to my mirror and pull a brush through mine, braiding it over my shoulder while she changes.
I left campus in jeans, a band tee, and my leather riding boot. The jeans are nicer than the ones in the closet here but that’s okay, one bike ride isn’t going to tear them up.
When we are both ready, we leave out of the other end of the clubhouse, stopping in the storage room to grab a helmet that will fit her. It takes a minute to get all of the coms set up and the guys to work on it while I give her some minor instructions on how to be a backpack.
“Okay, this is the dial to turn up your music, and this button will shut off your mic. The music will turn down when someone talks. Go ahead and make sure the headphones are in the right spots.” Zoe pulls the helmet on and then hits the play button on her phone after the music starts, she gives Hollow a thumbs up and we all get on the bikes.
“Is it okay that I am kind of freaking out?” Zoe asks over the headset.
“It's fine, just hold on and don’t try to overcorrect. You are small but you will still be able to move the bike if you aren’t careful.” Pyro tells her, you can’t see his eyes through his helmet shade but his head is facing her.
Scar revs his bike a few times and I squeeze him with my knees. I might have been talking about a bike ride earlier but if he keeps up then he is going to get what he wants when we get back too. It's kind of shitty to ditch your friend to go fuck your boyfriend but with the way her body is pressed against Hollow, I think they might sneak off for the same reason.
The longer we ride the more I see Zoe relax. I didn’t ask her if she had been on anything with two wheels before but because she was tense when we first got on, I don’t think she has. We go around town a little bit but then Scar leads the group out into the country roads. There is no traffic and the roads twist and turn through the land, it's exactly what I needed after being gone for so long. I only wish that it was cooler, but down here that is almost impossible.
We ride until my back is covered in sweat and my hair is soaked inside my helmet, Scar must be hot as well because he heads home without me saying anything. We have the microphones but none of us said a whole lot while we rode. The whole drive home Zoe sits up tall and looks around at everything, at one point she takes her arms off of Hollow and I see her re-adjust herself on the back of the bike.
I’m lucky, the seat on Scars bike is comfortable, though I don’t remember it being quite this big before I left. I have ridden with him before but only when the whole club was going somewhere. Most of the time I rode with my father, and he has a great passenger seat. I wonder if he had his seat changed while I was gone, before we make it back to the compound, I decided that he must have. There is no way that this is the same one.
“Did you get a new seat?” I ask him as soon as I take my helmet off.
“We all did,” he smiles and nods to the other two.
“I appreciate all of you so much. After a ride that long I expected my ass to hurt, and it doesn’t.”
“Mine does!” Zoe complains with a whine.
“I’m sorry. We can get new seats this afternoon.” Hollow wraps his arms around her and kisses the top of her head. “Let’s go inside, we can shower and I’ll rub the pain away.”
Zoe blushes a deep red and follows him through the door. I guess I don’t have to worry about ditching her to go off with Scar.
“You two go fuck off. She’s mine right now. We will see you later at the bar.” Scar whisks me away before the other two can say a whole lot, but I hear their protest behind us even if they don’t move to follow.
I haven’t got to spend alone time with anyone but Pyro since we started this whole thing. I have spent a few nights at the apartment but there were always at least two of them there. Most of the time I would get one of them in the bed and the other in the shower, and you won’t hear me complaining, but I am looking forward to some alone time with each of them.
***
His room is exactly like I remember it, only slightly brighter this time. The coffee scent swallows me up like the world’s best blanket. Scar wraps his arms around me and tucks his face into my hair like the other two had.
“Why does everyone keep doing that?” I ask softly, not wanting to ruin the moment but curious what it is about my hair that he finds so calming.
“You smell like vanilla and cinnamon, it’s amazing on its own, but mixed with the smell of my room it's intoxicating.” He takes another deep breath and then he starts to kiss my neck.