Adam parked his Harley, and Alicia’s eyes had widened when she heard the loud rumble and saw who it was. She watched him get off his shiny black bike and take his helmet off. He shook his light-brown hair out until it landed on his shoulders.
She gave Alana an accusing look. “You didn’t tell me he rode a bike.”
“Adam is no bad boy, Alicia. He is very sweet.” Alana smiled.
Adam came up behind her. He was dressed in jeans and a white T-shirt. His hair was loose and had a sexy look to it.
“Shh, you’re not supposed to tell everyone I’m sweet. I’m tough and scary,” Adam joked.
Alana rolled her eyes, but Alicia jumped up.
“Give me a ride, please, Adam.” She batted her long lashes at him. “I have always wanted to know what it feels like to ride a motorcycle. I begged Dad to let me buy one, but he had a heart attack.”
Adam sighed and threw her a helmet. Ray just shook his head as if to stop her, but Colin distracted him.
“Hey, dude. Sasha and Millie are down the hill all alone. Let’s go talk to them.” Ray and Colin went down the hill to find the two girls they had their eye on. Adam and Alicia walked away. Adam promised he wouldn’t be gone long.
Now that she was alone, she let herself reflect on their kisses. They were hot and steamy. She felt like she was ready to make love with Noah. Just thinking of him made her feel all tingly inside. She felt almost normal again. The nightmares were slowly fading. She was working four days a week again at the restaurant, and she felt good. Noah made sure she never skipped meals, and she felt so cherished by his show of concern. Even her parents admitted they liked him. Noah and Ray had repaired their friendship, and she was glad.
She heard footsteps behind her and expected to see Adam and her sister. Instead Noah stood there with a grin. He was still wearing his uniform, and he looked so sexy.
“You came?” she said excitedly, standing up. She threw herself into his arms. As soon as his arms wrapped around her waist, she felt peaceful, safe, and happy.
“I had to see the fireworks with my woman.” He leaned down and kissed her. He looked around and frowned. “Where is everyone? They’re not supposed to leave you alone.”
“Ray and Colin are flirting.” She pointed down the hill, and Ray waved, proving he was still watching her. “Alicia conned Adam into giving her a ride on his bike.”
“Oh brother. Poor Adam,” Noah groaned.
She smacked his arm. “Hey, my sister is not that bad.”
“She’s not as sweet as my girl.” He squeezed her tight and pulled her down to the blanket. She sat on his lap.
“I missed you,” she whispered. She looked into his eyes. She loved the golden color. She hoped if they had children, they would inherit his eyes. “Do you have to go back?”
“Greg took the rest of my shift for me. He wanted extra hours, and I wanted to be with my woman.”
She smiled and played with his collar. “Have I ever told you I love a man in uniform?”
“You do? What a coincidence. I have a uniform. What’s my prize?” he joked.
She laughed and placed her hand over his heart, feeling the steady beat. She leaned in and placed her lips on his. She felt his mouth open, and she took control of the kiss. He kept his hands on the ground, and she knew he was letting her set the pace. She ran her hands up and down his chest slowly. When she let go of his lips, she nipped his ear lightly with her teeth.
“Damn, baby. I’ll never take this uniform off again.”
Alana giggled, feeling proud of herself. She felt hot and sweaty and grabbed her soda. She needed to cool off before she pushed him down on the ground and had her way with him. Noah wouldn’t mind, but Ray would.
Soon Alicia and Adam came back. Alicia was so excited about her ride. Alana tried to concentrate on Alicia’s description of the bike ride, but with Noah making little circles on her belly with his fingers, she felt hot and bothered. He was always touching her. She knew he wanted her to get accustomed to his touch, and it was working. Her dreams were now filled with Noah a lot of the time. She’d wake up feeling hot and needy and reaching out for him.
Adam was telling them a funny story about an out-of-control fire hose. Alana made an effort to concentrate on his story.
“So there I am soaking wet, looking like a wet dog, and who just happens to walk by?”
Noah chuckled, guessing the answer. “Let me guess. Faith Davis.”
“The girl that owns the coffee shop?” Alana asked. Faith was tall and slender with strawberry-blonde hair. Alana always stopped by for a latte in Faith’s store and found her to be very friendly and down-to-earth.
“Adam likes her, but he won’t ask her out,” Noah answered for him, ignoring Adam’s irritated look.