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have a beer. Friends are allowed to ride together.”
    Okay, well now he felt like an ass. “I know. I just…you mentioned the sex and—”
    “Hey! Don’t blame this on me. I mentioned sex on Friday night. It’s Monday. I’m over you.” Rod crossed his arms, giving him a cocky grin. Landon bit back a smile.
    “Over me already, huh? That was quick.”
    “The heart is fleeting.”
    “Apparently so is the ass.”
    “Apparently.” Rod stepped outside and Landon backed up so he could have space. “There’s a bar not too far from here we can go to. I’d suggest a restaurant, but then you might hyperventilate thinking it was a date. I only give mouth-to-mouth to willing participants and since you’re not, I’d hate to have your death on my hands.”
    “Stop trying to make me feel like an ass.”
    “Is it working?” Rod asked and again, Landon found himself wanting to grin. There was something addictive about Rod. Physically, he was definitely attractive. He was smaller than Landon—shorter and leaner. He had a kind smile and sharp, blue eyes.
    Landon had to admit, he wasn’t typically into men with tattoos, but on Rod they weren’t bad, and he only had a few of them—a tribal design on the front of both of his forearms.
    He wore eyeliner the first time Landon had seen him, but he hadn’t had it on Friday or today. He missed it. It gave Rod’s eyes a sexy, smoky appearance that Landon liked on him. Not that he should care how good Rod looked or didn’t look, which was exactly why he wasn’t going to mention his ass.
    “I’m taking your silence as a yes.” Rod took the stairs on his small porch and went for Landon’s bike. “I’ve never ridden before. Is it as big a rush as you’d think?”
    That question right there was enough to get Landon’s dick hard…and make his pulse hammer down. Most people who hadn’t ridden before were nervous. Rod’s excitement made Landon like him even more. “It’s the best feeling in the world.”
    “You obviously haven’t had enough sex.”
    He’d had plenty of sex and as good as orgasms were, bikes were a whole lot easier and less messy. Landon grabbed the second helmet and tossed it to Rod. “You’ll see what I mean when you ride. It’s the best fucking high there is.”
    He couldn’t wait to show Rod what he’d been missing.
    ***
    Rod held tight, his arms wrapped firmly around Landon’s waist. Wind rushed by them. They’d passed the bar a long time ago, left the city behind, as Landon took them down twisting, tree-lined roads. Energy buzzed inside him. It radiated off of Landon as well, little jolts of electricity transferring through him and lighting up Rod’s insides.
    Riding motorcycles was definitely a rush.
    He squeezed tighter as Landon leaned, taking a curve. His heart jumped into his throat, beating wildly. His fist knotted in Landon’s jacket as he righted them again, picking up speed on the straightaway.
    It was fucking incredible.
    He didn’t know how long they rode. His pulse sped too fast the whole time. Eventually Landon turned around and made his way back to town. He pulled up in front of the bar Rod had told him about, killed the engine, and put the bike on the stand.
    Rod pulled off his helmet and stood. His legs shook. They felt like they had no bones in them. He must have nearly gone over because Landon reached out, and wrapped an arm around him. “You good?” he asked, concern in his voice.
    Rod’s legs were starting to come back to him, so he pulled back. “I’m fucking great. That was amazing. Jesus Christ it was almost as good as sex. Wow… I never…” He wasn’t sure what to say. He never really thought riding a motorcycle would be his thing, but damn, it was like… “It’s almost like you’re not tethered to the earth anymore. You’re just flying, nothing but space around you.”
    Landon cocked his head, little wrinkles forming on his forehead before he gave Rod the biggest smile he’d seen from the man.