The biker and the runaway bride...
When a hot woman comes running out of a church and begs you to save her, you do it.I shredded her dress with my knife, put her on the back of my bike, and tore out of the city with her clinging to my body with her tight curves.
It was a dream come true. My very own damsel in distress who would be very grateful when this ride was over.
And then she opened her mouth.
So, I decided to screw with her.
Yes, it was mean, but she had it coming.
And when we finally got to my place, I may have told her I couldn't take her back to the city for a day or two.
It was a tiny white lie.
She looked at my tiny apartment in disgust.
She turned up her nose at the things I offered her.
It was clear a woman like this didn't belong in my world.
But when she broke down in tears and told me she couldn't go back to her life, I made it my mission to help her adjust to this new way of living.
Except, along the way, I started to fall for her.
Suddenly, our little life above my tattoo shop was everything either of us could hope for.
Until it wasn't.
The goodbye note was pretty clear.
But as I lay crying in my bed, surrounded by my brother's girlfriends, I couldn't help but wonder if she really meant anything she ever said to me.
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