Free First Ride by Lee Moore Page A

had a presence about him that was almost primal.  I met his green eyes and tried to ignore the stubble on his cheeks, his features making me weak in the knees.
     
    “Let’s start with a bottle of whiskey and some shot glasses.” Though spoken softly, his voice carried across the room.
    “Jack Daniels or …?”
    “Jack is perfect.” He told me, the nine of them walking slowly. 
     
    For half a second I felt panicked, the bikers forming a semi-circle around me, until I realized I was the closest to the bar.  I was blushing furiously, and almost jumped out of my skin when Tina grabbed the back of my arm.  I didn’t, but it was close.
     
    “Kathy,” she whispered, “What’s gotten into you?”
    “Get me the shot glasses.” I told her in a louder voice.
    “You look like a deer stuck in somebody’s headlights.
    “I think Saville’s got the little lady rattled,” A biker clad in black leather, tank top and black flames tattooed from his neck down into the folds of his shirt, said.
    “Saville?” I asked, a hint of amusement in my voice.
    “Awwww shit, now they know my name.”
    “What’s the problem with that?” Tina asked.
    “Cuz, it’s harder to love ‘em and leave ‘em.” Saville, the alpha, replied, his gaze locking me solid in mid pour.
     
    Shit!  I was stuck in his gaze, and felt it when the shot I was pouring overflowed, making my hands wet.
     
    “Dammit.”
    “Let me.” He said smiling.
     
    Tina let out a surprised gasp, when Saville took my hand, licking the whiskey off.  If I wasn’t horny before, I was raging on fire now.  What the fuck?  We were now close enough I could smell him.  Sun, leather, exhaust and a musk that must have all been his own.  I pulled back as quick as I could and looked at Tina.  She was licking her lip absent mindedly.
     
    “Just leave me the bottle, I’ll pour from here on out.” Saville said passing shot glasses around.
     
    I was almost in a trance watching them, when the sharp cracking sound of someone making a breaking shot at the pool table made me look away.  Two of the men had obviously started the game up, and I sighed inwardly.  If I was going to be here late, I might as well have some fun.  Saville might not mind… Love them and leave them?  I doubt any girl who got a lick of him could leave him alone.
     
    “Hey, I’ll ring them up,” Tina told me, holding up a card.  Somehow I had missed somebody putting it on the bar, but I was so rattled I never noticed, she didn’t look much better.
    “Hey Kathy…?” Jay’s voice floated from the kitchen area.
    “Yeah?”
    “Come give me a hand real quick.” The last was barely heard as a quarter was fed into the jukebox and some old Bob Seger started to play.
    “What’s up Jay?”
    “I can’t stay late tonight.  Want me to run them out of here?” The slender man asked.
    “You can’t stay late ever…” I whined, “Besides, have you seen these guys?”
    “Are they hot?” He asked hopefully.
    “Beyond hot.  Like, scorching.”
    “Maybe I should stay,” He said, leaning to the side and peeking into the bar.
    “Your boyfriend would kill you!” I told him, wishing he would leave, yet loving that he halfway offered.
    “Naw… If he saw all that leather…”
    “Perv.”
    “Whatever, tell me they are not walking talking sexual gods?”
    “They’re not gods.” I grinned, and he gave me a playful shove.
    “Ok, I’m leaving, but call me or Gus if you need us to head back.” They lived almost across the street.
    “Will do.” I told him with a mock salute.
     
    Shit.  No one to curb my lust.  Shit!!!  I waved as Jay left out the back exit, and I shot the deadbolt.  The song ended, and a new one came on.  The half lull in music though, wasn’t the only thing I heard.  A surprised gasp, Tina’s to be exact.  I rushed out of the back room, ready to help my friend out of whatever trouble she was in, thinking the worst.  I couldn’t decide if I was right or