All Chapters of The Gentleman Biker: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I guess Lyon was right again, she seemed more relaxed since we left the house, but I was still tense having her out in the open like this. I hadn’t meant to take her outside or off the premises, to be exact, until we caught this guy, but Lyon kind of challenged me. Why he suggested such a thing knowing the situation we were in is beyond me, I can never figure out how this guy’s mind works or what he’s thinking from one minute to the next, and I won’t be telling him that he seems to know what he’s talking about most of the time. I still don’t know how he does it since he’s about the last person I’d seek advice from about romance.And the way he goes on about his wife and kids, he’s the last one I’d have expected to suggest I take her out anywhere in the middle of all this. From what I’d gathered so far, he keeps the poor woman under lock and key on that island of theirs, all but wrapped up in cotton balls. But he has no problem with me taking my girl out in public.Not that I thought h

I kept playing with my new phone, which had all the bells and whistles the old one didn’t, because I was too nervous to do anything else. I hid my excitement and disbelief well by keeping my head down and hoping he didn’t notice how green I was at this.Should I not be surprised that he’d spent so much on me? I’d suspected that he’d bought the top-of-the-line laptop for my use, but not for me to own, and the phone I didn’t even let myself think about because I had one, as outdated as it was. But when he had my number transferred and gave me the bag once everything had been paid for with a simple ‘here,’ I realized what was going on.Since no one had ever spent that kind of money on me before, it’s taking some getting used to, and yes, I’d asked him about paying him back only as a way to be sure of what I was dealing with. I’m not dumb enough to think he’d walk into a store and spend that kind of money without asking me first if he expected me to pay him back, but neither did I want to

As we headed back inside, I replayed this latest conversation in my head and got to wondering just why it is that Colton Lyon thinks I don’t have the basic common sense needed to know how to treat my own woman.I didn’t bother arguing with him because that would be a lost cause, and besides, he does have some valid points, and though I’ve come to the conclusion that he might be feeling me out for his own purposes, Law was right earlier when he said that the guy gives solid advice even if it’s in his own roundabout way.The more we talk about this personal stuff, the more I come to see that we’re a lot alike. I’m still trying to figure out if that’s a good thing or not. I for sure know that I’m not as complex as he is, though. The man seems to have as many layers as an oversized Vidalia onion. It’ll take me years to get through even the first one, I think.The others were still hard at work when we returned, and I took some time to look at the earrings before jumping back in myself. The

Apparently, I do, because I reached for her hand and squeezed it gently, not caring about our audience in the backseat, who seemed more preoccupied with her phone anyway. “It’s going to be okay.” I raised her hand to my lips and then rested it on my thigh as we drove through the gates of home. Home! That reminded me that we hadn’t finished our conversation earlier about her heading back east with me, and I thought now was as good a time as any to have that talk. It’ll take her mind off her mom for a while, at least.While the others headed for the office, I led her to our room and closed the door before lifting her in my arms to take her to the bed where I laid her back against the mountain of pillows before walking around to my side. “You can cry now.” Even though it was going to gut me, I knew she’d been holding it in all this time.It's as if she was just waiting for permission because the floodgates opened up before I could even take her in my arms, and I just held her and let her

Somehow that one innocent little touch on her cheek turned into something more, or maybe it was the green light she’d just given me, the one I was finally willing to accept without reservation, that did it. I pulled her in, holding her eyes captive with mine all the while, and covered her lips with mine. Gently at first, still feeling her out, I guess, because practice is way different than theory.I barely brushed her lips with mine, once, twice, before pulling back to look into her eyes again. Instead of fear and uncertainty, I saw only excitement and curiosity there. Still, I cautioned myself to remember who she was and what she meant to me even as I brought our lips back together again.I went deeper this time, playing my tongue across her lips before dipping it inside for a taste of her, teasingly, playfully until she mewled into my mouth like a little kitten, and the sound sent fire rushing down my chest into my gut, burning a trail that ended at the tip of my cock.I got lost in