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worrying about what happens tomorrow.”
    Reefer’s step faltered and he turned to gaze down at her. She dropped Reefer’s hand and hurried over to his bike. “This is yours, right?”
    He nodded, and she walked around it, bent over, and inspected every little detail. She stuck out her hand, but stopped herself before she came into contact with the huge piece of metal.
    “It’s beautiful, much prettier up close and not moving. I didn’t realize how big it was or how wide. Those chrome things stick out far; it’s amazing that you can reach the ground.” She gazed from his feet to his hips. “Although, you have long legs. No way would I ever be able to hold the machine up.”
    “You have a desire to ride one yourself? I thought you were only interested in riding on the back.” Reefer laughed.
    She straightened up and planted her hands on her hips. “You know what? I don’t know. I’ve always imagined myself riding behind someone.”
    “No kidding.”
    She stepped around the bike and stood beside Reefer. “Yeah. Maybe I’d like to try riding on my own someday… Right now, though, I want to ride behind you.”
    “Your wish… Where do you want to go?” Reefer removed the helmet off a different bike before returning to his own and throwing his leg over the seat. He pulled the motorcycle straight and kicked the stand up and off the ground. He passed her the helmet.
    “Surprise me.” Sarah smiled and slipped the helmet on.
    Reefer fired the engine and held his hand out to help her mount the bike. Sarah placed her foot on the footpad and sat on the wide seat. Reefer put his weight down in front of her; she wiggled closer, wrapped her arms around his waist, and laid her head against his back.
    The way his chest shook underneath her cheek made her grin with excitement.She linked her hands together, and Reefer tilted the bike. The rumble from this close up consumed everything. Her heart beat to the rhythm of the putters from the exhaust. The vibration that traveled through the bike seat and onto her bottom showed her exactly how the heavy machine came alive once the engine was started.
    Reefer shifted gears smoothly, and she barely felt the movement. The faster he traveled the more it seemed that Sarah floated through the air. She imagined many things about her first ride, but the way the bike weaved, tilted, and turned without a worry of tipping impressed and delighted her.
    She lifted her head off Reefer and let the wind whip the ends of her hair. She shook her head and basked in the thought of her hair trailing out behind them.
    She unclasped her hands and moved them to Reefer’s sides. With his shirt fisted in both hands, she leaned back and closed her eyes. The events of the day caught up with her, and she wanted nothing more but to escape into this fascinating world Reefer brought with him.
    She remembered the saying on the key chain Ellen gave her many months earlier. Without a second thought, she let go of Reefer and stuck her hands out to the sides. With only her legs molded onto the bike, she found her Utopia.
    Yes, I want to ride like the wind.
     
     
     
    Chapter Four
     

     
    Reefer glanced in his side mirror and saw Sarah leaned back, ink black hair trailing behind her. Enthrallment with the beautiful woman on the back of his bike had temporarily weakened him, and he kicked himself for letting her think her dreams were coming true. What in the hell did he expect from this ride in the dark?
    He’d followed his golden rule to never involve himself with someone outside the biker world since his teen years. Yet this morning, the sight of her peeking out behind that bush with the most orgasmic expression on her face had him forgetting his promise. His bike had taken on a life of its own when it turned around, and he didn’t have the strength to fight it. In an instant, he’d imprinted her face in his head—and there she stayed.
    How he got from a simple talk this morning to a smooch session under the