Free Biker for the Night (For The Night #6) by C. J. Fallowfield, Book Cover By Design, Karen J Page B

free this morning?’
    ‘For you I’m free all day, and night,’ he added
with a wink, making me laugh. ‘What do you have in mind, love? Rough and
dirty?’
    ‘Actually rough may well be the theme of the
morning, if you’re feeling brave?’
    ‘I wouldn’t have contacted you after that first night
if I wasn’t. So?’
    ‘My bodyguard Kane will be meeting me here at nine
o’clock and I’d like you to come with us to meet my parents.’
    ‘Holy shit,’ he muttered. ‘Already? They’ll freak
won’t they?’
    ‘Yes, but I don’t want to see you in secret, if
we’re doing this it’s upfront and above board and if they don’t like it, well …
tough,’ I nodded, shaking internally. I had a feeling Dale and I would work out
just fine, but Logan was right, it was time to break the mould, to show them
who I really was and if I didn’t do it now, I was liable to lose my nerve.
    ‘Kane’s the guy who hauled me off you by the
scruff of my neck?’ he asked with a frown.
    ‘Yes,’ I grimaced. ‘Too much?’
    ‘Please, for a bad boy like me? Doesn’t every
Princess need to have a Prince ready to fight a dragon to win her over?’
    ‘Hardly a Princess,’ I laughed, as a warm feeling
spread through my body to know he was in. ‘But you don’t need to win me over,
you already have,’ I advised, as I pulled him to me by his battered leather
jacket collar and kissed him again, thanking God for the incredible Logan
Steele.
     

Client Evaluation

    Logan
    I smiled as an email came
in from Eve, while I waited for James with my bags outside Ray’s garage. He’d
done a run to drop her belongings to her, while I headed back here on the bike
and tidied up.
    I could have killed you when I read those
messages, but now I just want to thank you, sincerely. He came. We’re going to
try this and you’ll be proud of me, I’m taking him back to meet my parents, may
as well go flat out and try and drag my parents out of their cave and into the
21 st century eh? Thanks again for an amazing fantasy, I have a
feeling you may have just set me up with an even better reality. You’re one
amazing man Logan. I hope she realises that and you get your HEA too. With
fondest regards and thanks. Eve
    Wow, I hoped they’d date, I hadn’t expected her to
have the balls to take it one step further, good on her for following her
heart. Though was I that transparent when Summer was mentioned last night? I
sighed again at the thought of her, but was distracted as the Merc’s tyres
rumbled along the cobbles towards me. James pulled up, then jumped out to take
my bag.
    ‘Did you have a pleasant evening, Sir?’ he asked
as we drove off.
    ‘I’ve had better, but I’ve most definitely had
worse,’ I confirmed, as I thought about Summer’s virgin for the night booking and
then Yasmin Taylor’s filthy for the night one. Both at complete and opposite
ends of the spectrum. I couldn’t wait to get home and shower again, to get the
smell of Eve off me. There was nothing wrong with her at all, she wasn’t a vile
creature like Camilla Domville, or fake and vapid like Yasmin Taylor, she was
your usual run of the mill nice girl with too much money to burn who, due to
her upbringing, believed she’d never be able to fulfil her biker fantasy in
real life, until I pushed her in the right direction. But she wasn’t Summer. I
had sex with Eve twice, and even though I’d faked coming both times, because
she wasn’t my angel, I felt like I’d cheated on her, which was ridiculous. It
seemed we were nothing, so why did I feel so disgusted with myself?
    Eve was somewhere in the middle of the bliss and
the horror range, she was a client that I wouldn’t block and delete, though I
wouldn’t necessarily look forward to my appointments with her, not like I had
with Ava Renshaw, my ménage for the night client. I guessed I had some morals,
I liked women who came to me out of necessity, due to inexperience or neglect.
I much preferred them than the