She turned into the
parking lot of the pub just as Kellen roared in on a huge, black Harley
Davidson. She watched how the muscles in his arms rippled as he guided the bike
to a stop, slid the kickstand down, and leaned the bike over. He dismounted and
ran his fingers through his hair with his back to her. She licked her lips then
put her hands over her face and moaned. Get
yourself together, girl. She opened her door and stepped out.
Happy reading!
Hugs
Sharon
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