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‘Ride a Harley, check.’”
     
    They stared at each other, and then she grinned. “You are so awesome.”
     
    He grinned back, feeling well pleased with himself. He didn’t think he’d ever talked like this with a girl. He liked it. “Well, thanks. You want me to call and get somebody to come pick you up so you don’t have to ride back?”
     
    “No. I want to ride with you. If that’s okay. Will you still take me home? I know it’s far.”
     
    “Less than a hundred miles is nothing. If you’re good with it, I am, too.” He stood and held out his hand; she took it and came to her feet. Then she threw her arms around him and hugged him hard, pressing her whole body to his. She was still wearing her helmet, and it made the embrace a little awkward, but he hugged her right back. Even through her jacket and his kutte, he could feel her tits, low on his ribs.
     
    After a second, her helmet wasn’t the only thing making the hug awkward, and he set her away before she noticed. Jesus, he was disgusting. Getting a boner for a sick girl.
     
    “You want to head back now?”
     
    She nodded, and he picked up his helmet, holding it so he could adjust himself in his jeans without her seeing.
     
    He hoped.

FOUR
     
     
    Riding with Nolan out to the office park had been like a rollercoaster—scary and wonderful all at once. Analisa’s heart had been going a billion miles a minute, and every time they took a turn and the bike tipped toward one side or the other, her stomach jumped and spun, but she’d liked it, too. He had a good body, really firm, and she’d felt good sitting so close behind him, with her arms around him.
     
    She’d been nervous, though, about riding on her own. The ride with Nolan had made her more nervous about going solo, not less. She’d had no concept at all about how powerful a motorcycle was until she’d ridden with him to Fontana. She felt stupid now, but she’d never thought about the fact that she’d essentially be sitting on a car engine, something powerful enough to keep up on the freeway—to blow the competition away, even.
     
    So by the time he’d parked and started giving her her first—and, it turned out, last—lesson, she was already freaking out and trying not to show it.
     
    Well, that had gone great, then. Not.
     
    Now, on the ride to Malibu, she wasn’t nervous. But she was still ashamed. Even though Nolan had been great and patient and had made a decent argument that the whole project hadn’t been a total failure, she still felt like a wuss for losing it like she had. But fuck! that had been scary. She could feel herself want to shake even now at the memory.
     
    Still, this ride was a lot better. Longer, too, and she couldn’t think of a single thing wrong with that. She liked this guy. She didn’t know much about him, but she thought she wanted to. There were definitely some items on her secret list he was currently the top candidate for. And she thought, being a biker and all, he might be able to help her with a couple of others, too. Her father would have a whole herd of cows about it, but that was his problem.
     
    As they got into LA County, the traffic, of course, got ridiculous. For a while, they coasted in the stop-and-go. And then Nolan looked over his shoulder at her.
     
    “Do you trust me?” he yelled over the rumble of the Harley engine.
     
    “Yeah!” She said it without thinking about it, but for the moment it was true—because what could he do that was untrustworthy here on the 10 in traffic?
     
    He pulled into the space between the lanes and took off, doing probably only thirty or so, but with the nearly-stopped cars on either side of them, so close she thought she could reach out and touch them, it felt like they were going a hundred at least.
     
    For a second, she was terrified, and she clutched Nolan even more tightly. But then she realized that she did trust him. Hard on the heels of that thought was the one that said that this was