Free Breaking Away [Smoky Mountain Motorcycles] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Grae McTavish Page A

being a royal clusterfuck was the fact that it got another cop off the street.”
    “That’s your story, huh?” Reb challenged, though his voice stayed disturbingly calm. It really bothered Jake how Reb’s intense, black gaze never left Willa, but he had to stay in control of himself.
    Jake shrugged. “It doesn’t really matter to me what the hell you believe, Reb. I don’t answer to you or anyone else.”
    A flash of blue light caught his eye, and he turned just as a police car pulled up behind them. The gang turned as well when the siren on the squad car chirped. The loud speaker crackled, and the deep voice of the officer boomed out at them. “All right, boys, you know you need to move on. We don’t allow loitering and cruising here.”
    The members of the Southern Rising cursed and surged forward in a thunderous roar, all but Reb. He hung back, looking over Jake and Willa, but Jake wasn’t taking any chances. The officer had given him a great excuse to get the hell out of there. He took it.
    He gunned the bike’s powerful engine and roared off, forcing himself to not look back over his shoulder. In the rearview mirror, he saw Reb nodding thoughtfully to himself.
    Think! he silently screamed. He didn’t dare head back to Willa’s B and B. There was no way he was bringing that kind of trouble down on her already-struggling business. In the distance, he saw the flashing sign of a hotel. That wouldn’t do. It was too close, and the gang was still in the area, but there was a smaller no-tell motel on the outskirts of town. Decision made, he flicked his blinker on.
     
    * * * *
     
    Jake could feel her shaking as he slid twice the room’s charge across the stained counter toward the motel clerk. “Something around back.” It wasn’t a request. He used his deepest “large and in charge” voice.
    The clerk smirked and handed him a tarnished metal key on a worn plastic ring. Jake eyed it, surprised that any motel still used the old-fashioned keys instead of the plastic key cards. Not like they had much choice. He took it, and within seconds, they were rolling the bike around the back of the hotel so it wasn’t visible from the main road. He didn’t think they had been followed, but he wasn’t taking any chances.
    “Why are we here?” Willa finally asked. Her voice had an odd husky sound to it.
    “I didn’t want them following us back to the bed-and-breakfast. Just think of it as a way to check out the competition.”
    “Seriously?” He had been trying to make her laugh, but he was relieved to see the indignant look on her face.
    “An adventure?” he teased, hoping to get a rise out of her. She was still shaking pretty bad as he slid the key into the lock and flicked on the lights. “Well, at least it’s clean.”
    And that was about all you could say about the room. That and the bed was plenty big.
    He locked and bolted the door before wedging a chair under the knob.
    “Come here, baby.” He pulled her into his arms. “I know you’re scared, but I’ve got you. I won’t let them near you. I promise!”
    “I, um….” she stammered breathlessly.
    “What is it?” He’d been prepared for crying, not conversation.
    “Well, I’m not saying I’m not scared, but well…” She paused, and that’s when he noticed her beautiful hands sliding up his chest, grasping fistfuls of his shirt and understood.
    “It’s just the adrenalin high, that’s all. I am buzzing from it, too. It will go away.” He took a step back, but she followed.
    She slid her hands over his shoulders, and she was pressing herself against him.
    “You’re probably right, but it’s making me hot. Is that normal?” He groaned as she began rubbing herself against him like a cat.
    “Yeah, it is for some people, but I couldn’t take advantage of you like that. It’s not fair.” He tried to tell that to his dick as it twitched to life, pressing against the zipper of his jeans. He retreated another step, only to have her