All Chapters of The Gentleman Biker: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The further away from town we got, the more excited I became. Not that it would’ve mattered if he’d taken me to one of the lesser stores closer to home, though the thought of Nikki’s smug face if that had happened, would’ve probably sent me over the edge. But since we were this far out, I took a guess that we were headed for the best mall in the area, a place I’d only ever dreamt of.Is it normal to be this nervous over a mere shopping trip? There were so many questions running through my head, not least of all the question of what he would think of me if I showed too much excitement here. Would he see me as a gold digger? Would my excitement send the wrong message? Is this a test? Am I going to fail?I could imagine Nikki’s snide remarks about earning my keep or some such drivel, and it gave me a pain in my tummy. I wish I knew more or had more time to navigate these things in my head. I’d already acted like a rube when he bought the phone, but I did do better with the earrings. Dang

It was almost impossible to keep up with her while keeping an eye out for our would-be follower. Even knowing that the others were around somewhere didn’t give me any relief because I couldn’t leave her care in anyone else’s hands. So, I ended up being dragged from one end of the mall to the next until she was damn near ready to drop.I didn’t complain, though, and let her do her thing as she seemed to come out of her shell more the longer we were there. I did have a few moments where my heart beat like a twelve-year-old cheerleader’s when she slipped her hand in mine without thinking while prattling on about something or the other.I don’t know why, and I’m almost certain it has something to do with falling in love, but her reactions were making me almost weepy. It was obvious that she’d never done this before, that even her friend Chantal had more experience with this, a simple thing like shopping, something I thought every young girl her age was an expert at.Chantal had given up he

What a day. I stood next to the bed, looking down at my loot with my arms wrapped around myself as I relived every moment of it. I was still on such a high from the day that I wasn’t even too put out by the fact that Gabriel was not here at this moment. I’d envisioned myself being brave enough to do a little modeling show for him, but who am I kidding? I would’ve no doubt flaked right out. Still, imagining it had a lot of perks.There was a lingering warmth in my tummy left over from the time we spent together on our impromptu shopping spree. Not because of the things he’d bought or how much money he’d spent on me, which, to be honest, is still mind-blowing, but more because of the way he’d coddled and babied me to bring me out of my shell all day.I didn’t know that someone whispering in your ear in public while envious bystanders looked out could be so exciting. Or the way he’d looked at me sometimes while trying to convince me to get something he thought would look good on me, that

Condom! That’s the thing that was screaming at the back of my mind. But it was too late now because I’d already cum deep inside her. I looked down at her now, brushing the hair back from her face as her eyes came back into focus while we both fought to breathe.I was still lodged inside of her with no desire to move until I remembered why I had come in search of her in the first place. I didn’t want to tell her like this, so I talked her into taking a shower with me where I took her again because I couldn’t help myself, but when we stepped out of the shower, and I dried us both off before wrapping one of her new robes around her, I was out of time, no more stalling.I didn’t realize how scared I was to tell her until I sat her down on the side of the bed and found myself pacing back and forth in front of her. “Is something wrong?” The tremble in her voice had my head coming up and around to look at her. I don’t know why or how, but I could almost read her mind. She thought I was going

I could’ve broken his hand. My grip was so hard. I felt sick with every step I took toward the hospital and Mom’s room. It sounded so great and exciting when I first heard about Teddy Starks, most of all the fact that Sam was not related to me at all. But now that reality was setting in, I wasn’t sure how to feel.What if he doesn’t like me? What if I’m not what he expected? What bearing is he going to have on my life and mom’s? There were so many questions going through my head, but surprisingly the one that wasn’t there was, where had he been while Mom and I were suffering all these years?After the story Gabriel had told, I would be an absolute monster if I felt even an inkling of that. In fact, it only made me hate Sam more because of all that he’d taken from us. From what Gabriel had said, my dad had wanted me; though he was young, he’d been ready to do what was necessary to stay in my life as well as my mom’s.Knowing that I’d been robbed of a better childhood has stuck in my cra