Free Manage Me (Toven's Circus #1) by Marlowe Fox Page A

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    "Never actually. I don't need lines, but if you don't want to go, I'll see you later." I start to walk around her but she grabs my arm.
     
    "I didn't say I didn't want to go." She is so close, I can smell her fresh fruity scent.
     
    "Grab a jacket," I'm about to continue my exit when I remember to look at her feet, "and put some boots on." Shaking my head at her strappy wedges, I notice she’s painted her toes a hot neon pink. Damn it, even her toes are sexy. I wasn't a foot guy but I want to suck on her toes, lick along her instep, and nip at her ankles. I've been staring at her feet for an awkward minute, her giggle shakes me out of my thoughts, and she walks away. "Tie your hair up, too." I choke out and head out to my bike. So much for taking a ride to get her out of my head.
     
    I round up a second helmet, and some leather gloves in case her hands get cold. As I swing my leg over the seat, Nell exits the bus.
     
    "Fuck me," I grumble to myself standing stupidly by my bike just ogling her. Her dark washed jeans are as tight as a second skin. She wears a black and white Bilt leather motorcycle jacket, black boots that reach her knees, and her hair is pulled back in a long ponytail.
     

"Ride before?" I ask eyeing her jacket. She shrugs her shoulder in response, grabs the helmet from my hand, and shoves it over her head. Puzzled by the lack of response; I climb on, start the bike, and I'm about to offer her a hand, when her hands hit my shoulders, she pulls herself on, and snuggles into my back making herself comfortable. My body tenses as her hand slide into my jacket pockets and I feel her warm center radiating into me from behind.
     
    This was a horrible fucking idea.
     
    Damn it, why did I ask her to come with me? The point of taking a ride was to allow my body to relax, and my mind to clear out. I also wanted to see my city that I’d been gone from for far too long.
     
    "Ready!?" I yell and instead of yelling back she squeezes my waist. Letting off the break, I twist back the throttle and release the clutch at the same time. We race out of the lot heading towards one of my favorite places in Oregon that I am excited to share with Nell.
     
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    Nell
     
    It’s a warm sunny day, Jaden is a good driver, he weaves through the busy Portland streets, then out onto the highway. The wind causes Jaden's spicy sent to wrap around me, and I snuggle tighter into him. The vibrations of the bike is making it impossible not to focus on the buzz between my thighs and being so close to him, smelling him, having my arms wrapped tight around him, is making me want to burst. I've accepted that something is happening between us but refuse for it to interfere with my position as tour manager. Good or bad, our business relationship will stay separate.
     
    We spend the day driving along the old scenic highway. Making several stops to explore the water falls, parks, and trails. The views are beautiful and I’m taken by surprise when we are stowing our jackets, Jaden pulls out a professional looking camera and starts taking pictures. He meanders about taking shots, forcing me to pose, and asking others to take shots of us together. Occasionally he is recognized by a fan and he is always beyond nice and grateful to them.
     
    We have lunch at this stunning little historic place called The Viewpoint Inn. It’s perched on a cliff, high above The Columbia Gorge and the Columbia River. We wonder through the gardens in a quiet pace, making our way toward the railing at the top of the cliff.
     
    Breaking the silence Jaden says, "So, how long have you been into music? And I don’t mean forced to play."
     
    I smile thinking about my long term love affair with music, "Since forever. I am told by Nanny that I used to lay under my father’s grand piano as he would tinker out melodies. I would drag blankets and pillows underneath and usually fall sleep. Things kind of changed when I