Flanked by Cat Johnson

she’d quit it.
    “You didn’t say two words during breakfast.”
    His eyes opened wide. “And that’s normal. I’m not a morning person.” To emphasize the point, he turned back toward the coffee urn and refilled his paper cup. He snapped a lid on the cup and glanced at Aaron and Skeeter. “Come on, before they get suspicious.”
    Aaron stood in the doorway looking antsy. “Rider meeting is in half an hour. We should get going.”
    Skeeter laughed. “You know Garret doesn’t go anywhere until he’s had at least two cups of coffee. Three’s even better.”
    “You know it.” Garret raised his cup and sent a meaningful look in Silver’s direction. That would teach her to question him about being normal.
    Her brows rose before she turned back to her brother. “So I’m going to go do a little shopping while you guys are in your meeting.”
    “You taking the bike?”
    Garret hid his smile as Silver rolled her eyes. “Yes, I’m taking the bike. What else do I have to take?”
    “Well, Skeeter and I can squeeze into the front seat of Garret’s truck and you could use mine.”
    “Fine.”
    Great, so now Aaron would be sitting right where Garret had fucked his sister while he’d slept. Aaron really was overprotective when it came to Silver, which meant it was really extra stupid that Garret had done what he did with her last night. But what man could have resisted her outright offer. And that piercing—holy crap.
    Damn, he couldn’t even think of it without his dick getting hard. There was no way he would have let her go and wake up Skeeter to take care of her needs, and she would have done it too. Silver was a no-nonsense kind of chick. That was more than obvious. No games. She knew what she wanted and wasn’t shy about getting it—on the stairs, in his truck…
    Forget about all that shit about his liking a challenge. This was damn nice compared to the usual girls he was around. It was also a hell of a turn on. But it was bad—so bad—because this incredible woman was the sister of one of his best friends.
    Thoughts and regrets about last night, followed by thoughts and plans for a repeat tonight, occupied Garret the entire drive to the meeting. And once there, seated in his chair between Skeeter and Aaron, he didn’t hear a word said during it.
    Someone slapped Garret’s arm and startled him out of his thoughts. He glanced to his right as Aaron leaned closer.
    “I forgot when I gave my truck to Silver that I’ll need to get to that thing for my sponsor right after this.” Aaron kept his voice down as the rider meeting went on around them.
    “No worries. I’ll drive you.” It was the least Garret could do after having his mouth on Silver’s clit.
    “It’s just a signing at the sporting goods store down the road, but it might take an hour or two.”
    “Fine. I’ll hang out with you.” Garret nodded as the speaker droned on in front of the seated group of riders.
    “Thanks, buddy.”
    Garret glanced sideways at Aaron. “No problem.”
    Buddy . Yeah, hell of a friend he was. Garret scowled. Although what Silver had said at one point last night, sometime before he had his fingers all over her hood piercing and his tongue in her mouth, had stuck with Garret. If she was going to have sex with someone, better him, a friend of her brother, than a stranger she picked up in some bar. He wondered if Aaron would feel the same.
    Doubtful.
    At least she’d been safe with him. They used protection and he’d seen her back to her hotel room door afterward. He held on tightly to that notion as he swallowed his guilt.
    There was a flutter of activity around them. Riders began to get up and head for the exit. He’d sat through the entire meeting and couldn’t say what the hell had been discussed should someone ask him.
    Women were distracting. Even women you weren’t involved with except for some itch-scratching sex apparently.
    It had been really good sex though, and she wanted a repeat tonight. He