Tease: Mojave Boys MC by Carmen Faye Read Free Book Online

Finally, he told her, “I bet you’ll feel pretty relaxed in the morning. Wheelie tends to give people a bit of a rest from the daily grind. And in some cases, it satisfies some more personal needs.”
     
    And there it was again. If he kept dropping double entendre, Maya was going to soak her drawers before they ever left the bar. “I’ve found it to be…therapeutic so far.” She would toss them right back and have him chomping at the bit to get in her pants, and maybe, he’d slow it down a little.
     
    “That’s good to know.” He finished his drink quickly, and Maya downed the rest of hers, trying to dull her reaction to him. He shifted and got to his feet. “Are we going to sit around here all night or go get some food? I’m starving.”
     
    Maya found herself ravenous, with an appetite for more than just nutrition. But it would be a good start and might be a bit of a distraction and stop-gap so she wouldn’t be at the height of arousal throughout the entire evening. “I would love to eat.” She let him take her elbow and guide her out of the bar, and Maya glanced over her shoulder to see that every pair of eyes in the joint followed them. “I know your brothers are looking out for you, but am I really a threat to watch so closely?”
     
    Vance’s eyes twinkled as he chuckled. “They aren’t looking out for me, sweetheart. They’re all so jealous they’re spitting green. You can’t tell me you don’t know how truly sexy you are.”
     
    Maya was used to being noticed, to the fact that she was rated one of the ‘sexiest models of the twenty-first century’, but she hadn’t thought about the fact that a bunch of bikers would watch her with so much interest. Of course, if they knew who she was, that was another story, but none of them had mentioned her name or approached her for an autograph, even before Vance showed up. She couldn’t figure it out.
     
    “I see,” was all she said in response, as he held the door to the diner so she could enter. The server smiled at them, and Maya couldn’t help but stare. He was a young man, maybe seventeen, and he was the spitting image of Linda. “Is that Linda’s son?” she asked Vance quietly, as they slid into a booth. The place was fairly quiet compared to the lunch hour she’d experienced earlier, with only two other booths occupied.
     
    Vance nodded without looking. “Bailey graduated high school early last year and decided he’d rather come work with his mother than go to college right away. He says he’s saving up for school, but I think he’s aiming to buy the café from her.”
     
    Maya cocked her head, frowning. “I thought your club owned everything.”
     
    He sighed. “Not exactly. Most of the businesses here have independent owners, but we pay the bills with our business. And we offer protection for a nominal fee, and the owners are loyal to us.”
     
    Maya took a minute to swallow that while Bailey introduced himself to her, joked with Vance, and took their drink orders. “So, bribes and threats are the name of the game.”
     
    He shook his head. “It’s a mutual understanding. If any of them wanted to leave, they could just sell their business to us and we’d find another owner. We’d pay enough for them to start over somewhere else and succeed. And we’d sell for a reasonable price with all the usual stipulations.” Maya must not have looked convinced that it was a happy arrangement because Vance sighed. “We aren’t bad men, Maya. We have a way of living, and anyone who doesn’t like it can fight it and lose or walk away without consequences. It’s simple, no different than any law force or business in the country.”
     
    That was true, she supposed. Letting it go, she smiled up at Bailey as he returned and asked, “What’s on special tonight?”
     
    He blushed, and Maya knew instantly that he recognized her. To his credit, he didn’t say anything out loud though. “We’ve got turkey and taters, chicken pot