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hospital and grabbed something to eat. She stared at her cell phone while she ate nachos and selected his number.
    “Yeah?” came his gruff voice.
    “I just wanted to see if the number was real or if you’d lied to me.”
    He snorted. “Why would I lie to you?”
    “I don’t know.” She dipped a chip in some nacho cheese. “Maybe you thought I was a groupie or something. Into hero-worship or some nonsense.”
    “I don’t think that.” He was silent for a moment. “How’s your father?”
    The very way that he asked her made her tear up. He hated the man yet he asked her about his well-being. A truly horrible person wouldn’t do something like that. She was sure of it. “He made it through surgery. He’s in the ICU.”
    Ryker didn’t comment. “How did you know I like ham and cheese with two pickles?”
    “You told me.” Ella felt her cheeks heat at the memory. “We were talking that one day. I don’t know. It was a long time ago. You were hungry and you said you could really go for a ham and cheese sandwich with two pickles. Diet coke too.”
    She felt stupid for remembering it about him but it seemed authentic and went with her cover for the stolen drugs.
    “I’m surprised you remembered that.”
    She glanced down at her food. “There’s a lot of things I remember about you.”
    Maybe she was a groupie, she thought, considering her opinion of him. They’d spent one entire night simply talking about everything and while he hadn’t been the most forthcoming, he’d given her a clue as to who he truly was. She dubbed him as a biker with a heart. He liked talking about his motorcycle. He liked tattoos and joked about Ella getting one. He’d even told her where to put it by brushing his finger along her arm. The tingle he’d elicited had been her first spark of attraction. She liked that he still created the same sensation by simply talking to her.
    When he didn’t respond, she determined that her admission had dipped into territory that she probably shouldn’t be dabbling in. The line stayed silent for a while with just the sound of their breathing.
    “Can you come over?” She swallowed. “Tonight, I mean. At my place. It’s right down from the clinic. Northern Apartments. I’m in building C, apartment three fifteen.”
    “That’s not a good idea, Ella.”
    “Maybe not, but when have you only stuck to good ideas?” She was going crazy. Only a crazy person would invite a biker to their apartment. Only a crazy person would want to sleep with him after everything that had happened. Only a crazy person would need his comfort. She still tasted his kiss on her lips, and her body grew hyper aware of how good it would be with him. Even if it was a bad idea.
    “Please,” she found herself pleading.
    “What time?”
    “Nine?”
    “I’ll be there.” He paused. “And Ella?”
    “What?”
    “If we do this, there’s no going back.”
    They disconnected and she set her phone on the table. Yeah. There would be no going back. The thought should have scared her, but it didn’t. She smiled. There was something about Ryker that made her feel special. She couldn’t easily let that go.
     
     

Chapter Three
     
    Ryker stared at her apartment building for a while. What the fuck was he doing? He puffed on his fifth cigarette since he’d parked. There was no denying he needed something stronger than cigarettes. He glanced at his phone and it clicked over to 9:01. After taking one last draw off his cigarette, he stomped it out and grabbed a piece of gum, making his way to the apartment building.
    Nervousness crept upon him, surprising him with its intensity. He never got nervous around women. He walked up the stairs and searched for her apartment. When he found it, he tapped his knuckles against the door.
    She opened the door almost immediately. “Hi.”
    “Hi.” He smiled at her. She was nervous too.
    “I made dinner.” She stepped out of the way. “I know you’re going to laugh at me, but