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groaned. Shit.  I was getting soft in my old age. 
    I sighed.  "Okay then," I said.  "You want a lift to the gas station?  I'm pretty sure there's one a couple of miles down the road here."
    "That would be great," she said.  "Thank you.  I'm Dani."
    Dani.   It was nice.  Suited her.  I shook my head.  No, I didn't need to think about what suited her.
    "Blaze," I said.
    "Blaze?"
    She was about to say something, and I waited for her to make a smart comment about my name so I could ditch her here and leave her for some trucker to find.  “Yeah?”
    "Thanks for the help."
    I nodded, and she followed me to the bike.  "You ever ridden a bike before?"  I doubted it.  She didn't look like the type to be riding on the back of a motorcycle.  More like the kind of girl you see on the pages of a magazine, yachting with her rich boyfriends.
    She nodded.  "A couple times."
    Al l right then.   "Hang on tight.  You have to move with me."
    Dani pressed her body against my back, arms wrapped around me, gripping my chest.  I revved the engine to life, the motor rumbling between my legs.  This bike was the surest way of picking up chicks.  Better than a cute little puppy.  There was something about having a mon strous piece of metal vibrating between their legs that made women wet.
    Quit, I told myself.  You've got no call to be thinking about this one like that.  Just drop her off at the gas station and be done with her.
    I felt her breasts against my back, and I had to focus on not getting hard as I rode with her.  An image of Dani naked, her body pressed against my back, flashed through my mind.  Get her out of your head, I thought.  This isn't the time or place.   I actively focused on the road, but when we got to the gas station, I still had to adjust, pulling at my jeans, trying to make sure my arousal wasn’t evident.
    When she hopped off the bike, I expected this girl to give me a quick 'thanks' and jet.  Instead, she stood in front of me, no longer the bundle of emotions and nerves I'd seen on the side of the road.  She was giving me a once-over.
    "Thanks for the ride," she said.
    I nodded.  "There's a payphone in there, I'm sure.  Or you should have cell reception, if you want to call someone."
    Dani smiled.  "I appreciate it.  It's not every day I get to ride a sweet Crossbones like this.”
    "You know bikes?"
    "A little bit.  My dad has business associates who ride.  I grew up around them."
    "Well, you're full of surprises."  The way she said business associates made me think of the mafia, and I hid a smile.  Her father's business associates were probably some group of accountants who rode motorcycles on the weekend.  Fucking weekend warriors.
    Dani's eyes twinkled.  "You have no idea, Blaze."  She winked, stepping back.  Not only was she not that train wreck by the side of the road anymore, she was confident.  Cocky.  "Anyway, thanks for the help .  I appreciate it."  She started toward the store.
    "Hey!" I called.  What the fuck am I doing?  Let her go.   "You want me to give you a ride back out to your car?"
    Dani turned, looking at me with those big brown eyes again.  Those eyes.   My heart raced.  Man, this girl was going to be the death of me.
    "I don't want to be any trouble,” she said.
    I shrugged.  "No trouble.  I need to stop and get something to eat though.  There’s a diner here I’ve eaten at before- it’s pretty decent.  I can give you a ride back out there after that."  Why had I just said that about eating?  I wasn't planning on stopping for food.
    Dani smiled.  "You sure?"
    No, I thought.  Hell, no.  You need to turn around and get back on the bike, head in the opposite direction from her.   "Yeah, it’s no big deal."
    "That would be great."
    I watched her from behind as she walked ahead of me into the gas station, jeans practically painted on her ass.  I stifled a groan.  I needed to stop thinking with my dick.

    Dani slid into the booth in