Page 34 of Eight Bikers' Heir

“Someone is getting a little bored here,” he said.

Cameron chuckled, looking even more interested.

“Well, we certainly need to fix that,” he replied, our eyes locking.

He was either being serious or being flirty. It was hard to tell with some of the guys, while some of the others were far more obvious.

“I’m just interested in seeing what you guys do. Some of the things you guys do,” I told them with an innocent shrug. What could I say? I was bored and nosy.

Kai walked back over to me, handing me a leather jacket and some gloves.

“I’ll get you a helmet, but you need to change into some jeans and some closed-toe shoes. Preferably boots,” he said.

“Yes, sir,” I murmured, not missing the way his jaw tightened. I headed to my room and did as he said. Hopefully, we didn’t crash for some reason, but if we did, at least the asphalt wouldn’t wreak havoc on my bare skin. I walked back out to everyone, who was ready and waiting on me. “Alright, let’s go.”

Kai took my hand and led me out to his bike, putting on my helmet and helping me get situated behind him.

“Don’t worry. We’ll feed you after we do our route,” he assured me.

I laughed and wrapped my arms around him tighter, turning my head to see Auden next to me. I nodded to him, smiling to myself when he leaned over to playfully pat my thigh.

“Ready, sweetheart?” Auden called out to me.

I gave him a thumbs-up, and the roar of multiple engines answered me. I could feel the rumble in my chest and smell the exhaust.

I didn’t really care for the noise and smell before all of this, but I had become so used to it that I had an appreciation for it now. I associated it with the men I was steadily caring more and more about.

Whether I wanted to or not.

Kai set out first, leading the pack onto the road and coursing through the less busy streets around the area. He then made his way to one of the main roads, increasing speed and going deeper into the heart of the city where there was more activity. That didn’t slow them down, though. They easily weaved through traffic, somehow still staying a group and not being left behind.

I was constantly impressed with their riding abilities, but I supposed that this was what they did for a living.

This was their life, and I could see the thrill in it. The wind whipping past us. The freedom of moving so smoothly. The adrenaline of picking up speed.

I turned my head to see Hayden on my left as he moved into the next lane. If I wasn’t so scared of somehow flying off, I would’ve waved, but a nod was passed between us. Laughter bubbled in my chest as I saw Auden on my right again. I noticed that he certainly liked my attention and loved vying for it.

I definitely didn’t mind.

We went around the city, going from the heart to the outskirts where the roads were one lane and quieter. I looked behind me to see the guys in a disciplined line, my heart hammering in my chest. They took this so seriously, and I had to admit that it was admirable.

So many people didn’t go after what they wanted. They let life just pass them by. No thrills. No risks. No fun.

I didn’t want to be like them, and maybe I made bad decisions and was reckless at times, but I only had one life. The ride I was on with these guys maybe wasn’t forever, but I was going to enjoy it while it lasted.

Unlike how I used to be before, I had to be realistic.

Kai pulled off the road into the parking lot of a sports bar. There was a section where a few other bikes were parked that they all lined up along, their engines steadily rumbling into silence. He pulled off his helmet, a gleam lighting up his eyes.

“How was that?” he asked.

“I think I’d like to go on a few more rides,” I admitted as I pulled off my helmet, giving my head a shake to volumize my hair.

“That’s my girl,” Kai murmured as we both got off his bike. Maybe he didn’t mean for me to hear them, but his words made my stomach flip.

Was I really his girl? Was I any of theirs?

We all walked into the sports bar that had framed jerseys and old sports photos plastered on the walls, along with more flatscreen televisions than I could count that displayed current and past baseball games, football games, and UFC fights.