Wild Ride (Wind Dragons Motorcycle Club)

Wild Ride (Wind Dragons Motorcycle Club) by Chantal Fernando

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end up being with their fists instead of their mouths.
    “I’ll handle it” is all he says, a determined look passing across his features. “Come on, let’s go inside.”
    Rhett was having a sleepover at Bailey’s tonight, and tomorrow Cara was sleeping here. I unlock my front door, and Talon lifts me in his arms and carries me to my bedroom like a new bride.
    “What’s all this for?” I ask, smiling as he lays me down on my blue sheets.
    “I want you to forget about all that shit at the bar,” he says, removing my strappy heels and placing them on the floor. He starts to rub my feet, so I can’t help but tease.
    “President of the Wild Men giving me a foot massage. I should take a photo.”
    He grins and kisses the arch of my foot. “Everyone will think it’s photoshopped.”
    He kisses up my ankles, and keeps going until he hits the top of my thigh. He peppers kisses up my inner thigh, then looks up at me. “I don’t want what happened tonight to fuck up what we have. I don’t think I’ve ever been as happy as I’ve been in the last month, and I’ll kill those bastards if they try to take that away from me.”
    I reach down and cup his cheek with my hand. “I’m not going anywhere, Talon.”
    “Promise?” he asks, showing a moment of vulnerability.
    “I promise.”
    The Wind Dragons are just going to have to deal with it.

    When Bailey shows up at my door the next morning with the kids, I’m surprised to see Anna standing there too.
    “I assume you heard the gossip,” I say after I greet her with a hug.
    “I did, but I want to hear it from you,” she says, making herself at home on my couch. I hug my son, kiss his face, and tell him and Cara that there’s food on the kitchen table if they’re hungry. They run off to Rhett’s room to play while Bailey and I join Anna on the couch.
    “Can I get you ladies something to drink?” I ask, looking between the two of them.
    “Why didn’t you tell me you were dating Talon?” Anna blurts out, looking a little hurt. “You know I’d have been on your side. I think Talon is a great guy, even though he can be a pain in the ass sometimes.”
    “I didn’t tell anyone except Bailey,” I say, wincing when I see Bailey do the same. “Sorry, but that’s the truth. We only just started seeing each other. You know what it’s like at the start. It’s new and amazing, but you have no idea where it’s heading, and with all the drama involved I didn’t want to go around broadcasting it, especially when I knew the men were going to give me shit about it.”
    “It was up to Tia to tell, not me,” Bailey says, crossing her arms over her chest. “And we all knew Rake was the one going to be the most unhappy with it, so I was enjoying the calm before the storm.”
    Anna rolls her eyes. “Rake needs to let it go. Talon is becoming closer with the Wind Dragons every day. We all know we can trust him—he’s not going to betray any of us, even if he is the president of another MC. He’s different.”
    It feels nice to have someone on our side for once. I smile at Anna, then tell her the story—leaving out the sexual content, of course.
    When I’m done, I wait for the two women to comment.
    “Okay, who cares about what Rake thinks?” Bailey says, shaking her head. “I’ve never seen you like this, ever. I’ve never heard you talk about a man like this. Usually I only hear the sex stories, nothing about feelings. Your eyes went all dreamy just now. I don’t want to freak you out, but you’re either falling for him or you’re already there.”
    I put my hand up to stop her. “Okay, let’s not go there just yet.”
    Even though I’ve been thinking the exact same thing.
    “I think Bailey and I will be able to talk to Rake so he’s not such an ass about it,” Anna says, smiling at me. “I’m happy for both you and Talon. He needs a good woman, and I have to say, I’ve never even seen him with a woman before, so this is definitely out of the

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