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her mouth for him. The warm moistness of his tongue teased and titillated her desire for the man who rode the end of the line.
    Reefer’s arms wrapped around her back, and he bent her backward. She held on to him, afraid he’d stop. Call her crazy, but she’d already decided she’d give him everything—her body, her mind, her kisses—if only for a few more minutes spent in his arms.
    He urged her closer, and she leaned against his rock hard body. She gripped his forearms to keep from wobbling. In one kiss he’d sucked every thought out of her mind and filled her with a passion she’d never experienced before.
    “Wow.”
    “You can say that again.” Reefer stepped back, shoved his hands in his pockets, and blew the hair out of his face. “Do you want to get out of here?”
    She nodded.
    Hand in hand, they hurried past the others still out enjoying the festivities. She ignored the glares from the other women. Old enough to make her own decisions, she let the judgments roll off her back.
    When they got to the parking lot, Reefer stopped and eyed his bike. “Did you ride here with someone or do you have a car?”
    “I have a car. I can leave it. I want that ride you offered.” She bounced on her toes. Just thinking about her first motorcycle trip and how she was minutes from experiencing the purr of the engine shot a course of adrenaline through her limbs.
    “Okay. Let’s go over and let Crowbar know I’m leaving.” He kept hold of her hand.
    “Crowbar?” She jogged to keep up with his long strides.
    “Yeah, he takes my place if I can’t do my job.” He raised his hand and motioned towards the crowd.
    A huge mountain of a man emerged from the people. His beard, bushy and reaching the middle of his chest, hid his face and gave him an intimidating appearance. Reefer squeezed her hand, and she smiled up at him. Not only did she anticipate her very first motorcycle ride, but she was also meeting Reefer’s family. Ellen is going to flip out when I tell her about this.
    “Whattup, Reef?” Crowbar glanced down at Sarah then returned his gaze to Reefer.
    “I’m heading out for a while.” Reefer removed a handful of bills from his wallet and handed it over to his friend. “I’ll catch you back at the motel later. Get me a room, huh? Oh, and I’m borrowing your helmet.”
    “No prob.” Crowbar nodded and turned to Sarah. “I’m Crowbar, if Reefer hasn’t already told you, which he probably didn’t. Sometimes it’s hard to squeeze two words out of this guy.”
    Crowbar held up his fist, and he and Reefer bumped knuckles, a smile on both of their faces. Sarah beamed at the scene. It was exactly how she’d always imagined two brothers to act. In fact, if they ended up throwing their arms around each other, she’d probably scream in delight.
    “He doesn’t need to talk. I understand him.” She smiled.
    Crowbar coughed and covered his mouth. “Alright, Reef, I’m going back to lose more money at the tables.” He threw his arms around the other man’s shoulders.
    Sarah squealed, and the moment Crowbar turned to her, she launched herself at him. Her arms didn’t go around him very far, but she gave him a squeeze. “It’s so nice to meet you, Crowbar.”
    He stepped back, ran his hand down his beard, glanced over at Reefer. “She’s a friendly one.” He grinned at Sarah. “Nice to meet you too.”
    Sarah barely waited long enough for Crowbar to leave before she turned to Reefer. “Let’s go. I can’t wait to ride.”
    He smiled, and although he threw his head back, only a short chuckle escaped. “I don’t think I’ve ever met someone so excited to meet a biker before. Most people back away, or turn around when they see us.”
    “I’d never do that. I’ve wanted to join a motorcycle gang since I was a little girl.” She chewed on the inside of her cheek. “I don’t mean I’m going to turn into your stalker or bug you about when I can see you next. No, tonight is for us. I’m not