“I’m from Phoenix. What’d you think?”
He chuckled, but the sound died in his throat. Standing before him, blocking his way out the half-open gate, was a dude the size of a fucking barn.
Teddy.
With hands on hips, feet hip-width apart, and a frown line that could have been etched with a welding iron, he stared straight at Wyatt.
“Gotta problem?” Wyatt asked, the bristle of irritation turning into a full-on spike jabbing at his spine. This dude was getting on his last nerve.
“Where the fuck you going?” Teddy demanded.
“What’s it to you?”
“She’son your bike, that’s what it is to me.”
“And she’s your old lady?” Wyatt huffed. As if.
The frown deepened.
“Seriously, fuck off.” Wyatt flicked his hand. “Move before I make you.”
Teddy stayed put.
Belle tensed, which just yanked Wyatt’s frustration higher. She shouldn’t have to put up with this crap.
“Where you going?” Teddy asked again.
“To the beach,” Belle said. “I told Rigor.”
“And he knows you’re going with this prick?” Teddy gestured to Wyatt.
Prick. I should punch him for that.
“I need a ride. He offered,” Belle said.
“I’ll take you. Get off.” Teddy clicked his fingers.
“Dude, take a hike, will ya?” Wyatt revved the engine. “She don’t need your permission to do anything.” He rolled the bike closer to Teddy. The asshole was massive, but Wyatt wasn’t scared of him. No fucking way.
“Belle,” Teddy directed at her. “This guy’s after one thing. Take a fucking look at him.”
“How’d ya knowI’mnot after one thing.” She laughed. A high-pitched, sexy-as-fuck giggle that Wyatt instantly adored. “Girls have needs too you know, Teddy. Real down and dirty needs.”
Teddy growled and his cheeks reddened. “Get off. Now.” He stepped up to the bike. “I mean it, Belle.”
“No.” She squeezed Wyatt’s waist. “Go! Go quickly!”
Her words made Wyatt’s heart sing, and he opened the throttle. The bike roared, the engine vibrating, the tension within the entire frame yearning to be let loose. Then it pulled away, fast, whizzing around Teddy and out of the gate.
“What about a helmet?” Teddy yelled after side-stepping to avoid being knocked into.
Wyatt flung his arm in the air, middle finger pointing heavenward. “Mind your own!”
“Anything happens to her, you’re fucking dead!” Teddy shouted after them.
Wyatt took a hard right, howling onto the main street as he let out a wild yelp of laughter.
Belle joined in. “You’ll get hell for that.”