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“No doubt it was Ronnie’s nice legs that helped her land the job, huh Uncle Torque?”
Smart-ass teenagers…
Chapter 4
Ronnie
MyroommateHeatherleanedagainst the doorway as I primped in front of the bathroom mirror. “He just gave you a job just like that?” She snapped her fingers.
I combed fingers through my black hair. “Just like that.”
“Do you trust him? You know he’s going to try making a pass at you.”
I didn’t tell Heather how his lips brushed across mine the day before. “I know that, Heather. But I do trust him. And I need the job.”
For my first day at Hardcore Cycles, I squeezed into a pair of leopard print leggings, black lace-up boots, a push-up bra, and a tight black tank top. I parked the Ninja in front of Hardcore Cycles and climbed off with a smile on my face. Torque stood out front finishing a cigarette.
“Holy fuck!” His mouth hung open as I strutted toward him.
“You like my first-day-on-the-job uniform?” I giggled.
He dropped his cigarette, crushing it with his booted heel. “Like it? No. I love it!”
Torque introduced me to Skully, his long-time friend, and mechanic who was a member of the Chaos Kings MC. He employed two other mechanics, Cooper and Toby. Half of Hardcore Cycles was a big garage where the mechanics worked. The other half was the store, Torque’s office, and retail floor to sell bike accessories, T-shirts, and apparel, plus a few used bikes sitting on kickstands for sale.
Torque’s niece, Kacy, showed me around the store counter, the cash register, and inventory in the back room. I remembered being her age and having that teenage attitude. She was a sweet girl, just going through those raging hormones that reign over your mind and body. We got along pretty well, compared to how she interacted with Torque. He was the alpha male and a biker, who doted on his niece, but was also overprotective—just like most uncles are.
I pull into the lot on my third day at work, and my Sporty was parked out in front of the shop, shiny and beautiful, tilted on her kickstand. I’d swear I heard angels singing. I parked the Ninja and climbed off grinning from ear to ear.
Torque came walking out of the shop just then. “She’s back to beautiful for you, Ronnie.”
I couldn’t contain my happiness as I ran and jumped on him, wrapping my arms around him. “Thank you, Torque!”
He chuckled, wrapping his arms around me. “Don’t thank me! It was all Skully.”
I stared into those hazel eyes of his and then my smile faded. I planted my feet back on the ground and realized he was still holding me; my tits were pressed against his hard chest, and he smelled like cigarettes and a faint hint of woodsy cologne. I sighed when he leaned down and planted his lips on mine. It was gentle like last time. I couldn’t control myself as my tongue penetrated his parted lips. He tasted so good, and his big hands pressed me closer to him.
Torque pulled away first. “You’re such a feisty little woman…” He groaned against my lips.
“O-M-G, Uncle Torque!” Kacy appeared from the garage, her mouth hung open in shock.
I realized then we were tonguing each other in broad daylight in front of the shop!
Torque cleared his throat, releasing me. “Go do work, Kacy!” he barked at her.
My body was heated and flushed all day after that kiss. And it didn’t help any that Kacy gave me the side-eye all day. Torque was distant, too, either working in his office or talking with customers and the mechanics. Later in the afternoon, Kacy clocked out, and Torque made his appearance again.
He came to the front counter and leaned up against it, folding his hulk size arms over his chest. “I hope my brat niece kept her mouth shut about what happened between us earlier today.”
I laughed nervously. He was so close, that I could smell his cologne again. “She didn’t say anything, even though I’m sure she wanted to.”
He grinned then. “I’ve never seen someone as happy as you were the moment you saw your bike, Ronnie.”
I felt my cheeks flush. “I promise I will pay you back as soon as I can.”
He handed me the pep cot key to my bike. “There’s no rush, Ronnie, really. We’ll figure some kind of monthly payment that you can afford.”
“Thanks, Torque.” I gathered my things, grabbing my backpack.
