Free Bad Boy's Touch (Firemen in Love Book 3) by Amy Starling Page A

think so. Here's what's gonna happen: me and my boys are going to beat the piss out of you, then we're gonna take whatever pocket change you losers scraped together. How's that sound?”
    “But you got to contribute to the pot to race –”
    “The pigs!”
    Sure enough, a cop car drove over the hill in our direction. I hoped they'd go past without issue, but knew better. With all of our bikes, we were like a flashing neon sign for police attention.
    The car slowed, then turned into the parking lot. A couple of guys panicked and drove away.
    “Great,” I muttered. “Why do the cops always show up and ruin the fun?”
    The cruiser door opened, and out stepped Madison.
    My heart hammered; I was so excited to see her face again – but scared, too. She already thought of me as a troublemaker. This wasn't gonna help that impression very much.
    “Excuse me,” she shouted over the noise of the bikes. “We've received several noise complaints. Let me remind you that you're to keep your volume at a reasonable level after...”
    She finally noticed me standing there, not trying to hide the fact that I was checking her out. Her eyes bugged out of her head. I waved.
    “Hey, Madison. I was kinda hoping you'd show up.”
    The racers whispered, gossiping about me as I approached her. I didn't have to hear their words to know what was up. We weren't supposed to trust cops.
    I had to prove to them she wasn't like the others.
    She was so stunned that she let me wrap her in a loose hug. When I pulled back, there was a hint of confusion on her face. Something more, too.
    Desire.
    She wanted me. Wanted more of the pleasure I promised earlier. She couldn't hide it from me.
    “Silver,” she growled. “Why am I not surprised? First, I find you knocking men out behind a seedy bar. Now this.”
    “Look, it's nothing serious. Just a quick race on the town outskirts, that's all.”
    “What? You're going to race? ”
    Evidently, the idea had never occurred to her. Whoops, me and my mouth again.
    “Well, yes, but at a reasonable speed.” I tried to cover my tracks while the guys glared at me. “I mean, would you rather I spend my evening punching guys in the face?”
    At least I made her laugh.
    “I would rather you settle down and act like an adult instead of a delinquent criminal.”
    The riders were getting antsy. I put an arm around Madison and led her away from them, behind a grove of trees where we could talk without being seen.
    “You know I'm an aggressive guy. I gotta let that steam out somehow.” I brushed her soft cheek with my rough fingers. “I wouldn't be here right now if you'd just agreed to that date with me.”
    “You're blaming me for your poor choices in life? And there was never any date, by the way. There was only one thing you wanted out of me.”
    “Who knows? Maybe more than one if things go well.”
    Some of the guys called for me to hurry up. I had to make her settle down somehow. Had to show her we weren't doing any harm.
    “You're so tense,” I murmured, rubbing her shoulders. “Whenever I see you, I can tell you're on the verge of exploding.”
    “Yes, because I have to worry about what dumb thing you'll do next.”
    Even so, she relaxed a little at my touch. A good sign. I was close, so very close, to making this woman mine.
    “They say sex is a great stress reliever.” I pressed against her tight body from behind. “I've been thinking about you all day, y'know.”
    “You have?”
    “Yeah. About all the naughty things I'll do to you.” Her ear lobe called to me. I nibbled it, showing her how good I could be with my mouth. “Just say the word, and it's yours.”
    She trembled and closed her eyes. “I... I'm on duty, damn it.”
    “No one has to know. I can keep a secret.”
    Back in the parking lot, someone gunned their bike's engine.
    “Hey, you coming or what, man? We're gonna start without you.”
    Axel scoffed. “It'd be a lot easier to win, at least. Guy's a demon on that ride of