Free ROMANCE: MC BIKER ROMANCE: Hooked (MC Biker Pregnancy Romance)(Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance) (Contemporary Military Romantic Suspense Thriller) by Carly White

where he wanted to meet. He was a gentleman, not even really trying to do more than kiss her. It was enough. When she left that evening, she wished he would have tried more. It was the first time that Farrah had even considered going further and it had nothing to do with her boss telling her to. She wanted Nate to be her first and each time she was around him, Farrah forgot the real objective.
    It was almost a week before he found her after class again. She was walking to her car when he pulled up. She smiled at her reflection, waiting for him to show his face. “How are you Nate?”
    The window went down and he disarmed her with the same look as before. His dark brown hair was shorter than last time and he was wearing more gold. He looked good. The whole bad boy thing was working for him and Farrah knew that she wasn’t supposed to feel so giddy, but she did. He was what she needed.
    “Good Farrah. You are very predictable.”
    “Well school is important. Still have no reason to tell your secret.”
    His face changed for a minute with the reminder of how we had met in the first place. She wished she hadn’t brought it up, but the look was gone and he smiled back at her easily. “I have some errands to run for work, but then I was going to invite you to a party at my house. Around ten?”
    Her heart raced. That is what they needed most was to get into his house. Find out where he kept his stash because Nate had been raided before, but found no more than the guests were claiming as personal. She didn’t want to think about her job though, Farrah wanted to cash in on the promise in his dark depths. “I’d love to.”
    Farrah wasn’t acting anymore. She wanted nothing more than to go with him right then. “Are you going to pick me up?”
    He nodded and then his phone rang. “I’ll see you soon Farrah.”
    Again he was gone and she was left looking after the car as he sped away. She was starting to wonder if he did it on purpose, to keep the anticipation high. If Nate was trying to keep her on her toes, guessing than he was doing a brilliant job of it. All she could think about was that evening and Carl’s words echoed in her ears.
    She would have to go to the station and get rigged up, but since she may have to bare a little skin, the sound device would have to be smaller and easier to conceal. Carl was the one that pressed it in the back of her bra. “What if he tries to take it off?”
    Farrah smiled as she felt his hands stop. “If it comes to that, you might want to take it off yourself. Nate may feel that under his fingertips if you let him open it.”
    Let him? She almost snorted. There was nothing about letting him do anything. Nate did what he wanted and the very idea of him taking off her bra made her forget the creep that was touching her lower back right then. His hands were on her hips and she finally looked back to see him staring at her ass. “Carl, are you finished?”
    “Yeah, you are good to go.”
    There was a wink in his eyes and the way he practically salivated where he stood told her she had picked the right thing to wear. “How does this look Carl?”
    “You look, amazing.”
    She laughed a little. “I meant the device, can you see it?”
    Clearing his head he looked where it was and rubbed his hand down the smooth form of her curve for good measure. “No it looks really good.”
    Again he wasn’t talking about the listening device that fed into the ATF. They were there to make sure she was okay, but she didn’t know if she liked the idea of all those men listening to her. What if they did do more than kiss? How would she ever be taken seriously if all they heard was her being seduced? It wasn’t as if she would be the seducer. Nate was the one that would make her knees grow weak and then take her. Farrah shivered and looked away from Carl’s intense gaze.
    “Alright well, I got a party to go to.”
    ***
    Farrah was waiting out front when Nate pulled up. He was driving instead of