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This was never a date.
What was that insane surge of jealousy that shot through me when those girls screamed out his name? He knows those women. Has probably seen them naked. I mean, I practically saw them naked, they were wearing so little. And I’m supposed to let him see me naked sometime tonight?
No way.
“You okay?” he asks.
“I’m fine.” I’m being ridiculous. Everything I’ve read about motorcycle clubs focused on salacious details. Why am I surprised he’s on a first-name basis with exotic dancers? “Was it more fun than you expected?”
“Yeah. The club goes to bike rallies and shows all the time. The participants here were just older and more tame, but otherwise it’s kinda the same thing.”
“Bike shows? That sounds like fun.”
“It can be. They’re crowded, though, sometimes.”
“You don’t like crowds?”
He waits a beat or two before answering, “Depends on the crowd.”
I let out a light chuckle and smooth out the wrinkles in my skirt. “I can relate.”
He glances over. “You seemed fine. People wanted to talk to you.”
“I told you it’s a small area.”
“I guess so.”
“Where’d you grow up? Union?”
His hands tighten on the steering wheel. “Oregon. Then Washington State. And eventually I ended up in New York.”
“That’s a big move,” I say, intrigued by such a massive change. “What brought you to New York?”
He hesitates, a slight frown creasing his brow. “We patched into the Washington charter first. And after a few years, it was time to find a new home.”
“We, as in you and Rooster?”
“Yeah.” He casts a quick sideways glance my way. “And I wanted to get my sister as far away from our father’s side of the family as possible.”
A protective edge to his explanation touches me. “How old is she?”
“Twenty-two. Just got her to transfer to a college in New York so I can see her more often.”
“That’s nice. You’re close?”
“Not really…it’s?—”
“I get it. Families are complicated.” I hate that I’ve made him uncomfortable with all my questions.
“What about you?” His posture relaxes to the easygoing driver he’d been earlier. “You’ve never wanted to leave Pine Hollow?”
“Never had the chance.” I stare straight ahead at the dark road, my gaze sweeping left and right, checking for deer. “The family business is here.” My voice falters. That didn’t stop my brothers from pursuing other careers. “Since my brothers decided not to help out, I feel…obligated, I guess?”
Jigsaw’s voice lowers, almost to a whisper. “That’s not a way to live, Margot.”
“I like what I do.” I cross my arms over my chest. “I think I help people.”
“You do.” He glances over at me, his gaze piercing through me. “I see how much care you take with everything you touch.”
