Page 21 of Sugar Biker Daddies


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I swipe the water out of my face with my hands as it cascades down from the shower head. There’s only one thought in my head and I can’t seem to get it out, no matter how hard I try.

Amelia. Despite only knowing her for a few days, she’s managed to take over my thoughts. Protecting her has become the utmost priority for us, no matter how the guys feel about her refusal to treat us with the same respect we afford her.

I can’t shake feeling responsible for her. Captain was a good man, and he was nice to us when he was alive, so it’s only right that we take care of his treasure.

I scoff.I can’t believe we didn’t figure out what that meant until she practically landed on our laps.

It’s wonderful to see how hard she’s fighting for her dad. It had seemed odd to me that he was constantly with us when he had a daughter, but it must have been a hard decision for him to make, knowing it was the only way to protect her, especially considering what he was doing.

He must have been a wonderful father if she’s willing to do all of this to make sure that she avenges him.

He was definitely a decent man to us. I’ve always had a soft spot for men who are capable of being good dads no matter what else is happening in their lives. It wasn’t something I was blessed to have myself.

I run my hands down my body, heaving a sigh. My hand remembers the softness of her skin as I wiped the cement dust off her body and treated her injuries. Even just the picture of her as she lay there, bare, sticks in my mind.

I shake my head to dispel the thoughts as guilt eats at me. I was only thinking of taking care of her for her dad, and now I’m thinking of her in ways that no father would want anyone to imagine their child.

The sound of a yelp pulls me away from my thoughts. Amelia’s voice is unmistakable, especially since there are no other women here but her.

I turn in time to see her towel drop. The water pouring down my skin is forgotten as I stare at her. I groan.

You’re not helping my desire to please your dad, Amelia.

Her naked form stands there in front of me, her hands by her side as she does nothing to cover herself. My eyes land on her long legs. She’s very sexy. I’ve tried my best to ignore it, but it’s quite difficult when she stands in front of me naked as the day she was born.

“I-I was looking for a bathroom, and this one was outside of my room so I thought it would be empty,” she says, biting her lip as she tries to look everywhere but at me.

“Force of habit. The room you’re currently in is mine.”

Her brows furrow.

“There are only three bedrooms and three bathrooms in this house. We got the place after realizing that the old one we lived in with your dad had been compromised by the police. Thisbathroom and the bedroom you currently sleep in are mine, but I figured it would be easier for you to sleep in a bed than on a couch in the living room.”

Her face burns in embarrassment. “I-I will leave you be then. I’m sorry I walked in on you.”

“It’s all right. You can stay,” I say before I can stop myself. “I’m almost done anyway.”

I shrug. It truly wasn’t that big a deal that she walked in on me naked. I wasn’t embarrassed.

Her face sets and she walks in to join me. I step away to give her free reign of the shower.

Does she think this is a challenge?

She takes the bar of soap from me, and I turn away to stop my smile. It’s cute how hard she’s trying to be nonchalant.

I observe her as the water cascades down her hair and face. She’s so very beautiful, it’s almost impossible to not watch her.

“What was your relationship with my dad like?” she asks, pulling me out of my thoughts.

“Oh, well, it was great. He was like an elder brother to us. He gave us advice whenever we needed it, and he was always there for us. He taught us so many things. Even taught me how to cook.”

I pause and smile. He truly was a good man. I don’t think there’ll ever be another like him in my life again.

I get back under the shower to rinse off when she steps away. Although my eyes are closed, I can feel her staring at me.

“You’re staring,” I say, and she jumps.

“I was only looking at your tattoos. They are just so elaborate and beautiful.”

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