“Do you want Doll to know?”

“Ask her only if you feel they’re harmless and if she seems to recognize something. No need to freak her out more than we have to. Delatorre is on radar; fucker went underground but not deep enough.”

“Check in within forty-eight hours.”

And with that the conversation ends. Looks like we will rest up here tonight pack up and travel about four hundred miles to Saint Louis, Missouri tomorrow.

15

Where’s Waldo

Tripp and I haven’t discussed the tattoo. Hell, we’ve barely said two words to each other. Getting back on the bike to hit the road, I wish that Tripp and I could be comfortable with each other. There’s an underlying sexual tension between us. After that kiss, there’s no doubt in my mind he wants me as much as I want him. He’s got too much self-control to ever act on it though.

We cross into Missouri, and my ass is numb. Stretching as I get off the bike, I take a moment to stare at Tripp. His serious demeanor is back in place as he settles the bike on its kickstand. He’s going to bark orders at me in two point five seconds, I can feel it coming. Wait for it, three, two…

“Take your ass inside, go to the restroom, and get your ass back to the bike. Don’t fuck around.”

“You can’t even say, ‘Good Morning, Doll?’ Fuck off, Tripp.” He smiles. Not a little smile, but a full, light up his eyes, smile. The asshole likes to get me riled.

“Good Morning, Doll. Now, take your ass inside, handle your business, then plant that pretty little ass of yours back on my bike so we can head out. We’ve got more miles to cover.”

He reaches over and smacks my jean clad ass playfully. Serious Tripp is hot, biker Tripp is badass, but playful Tripp is dangerous. Damn, I want him. Sass and I head to the bathroom. As we reach the corner of the building, I look over my shoulder, sure enough, Tripp is watching me. Well, two can play this game. I blow him a kiss and wink right before rounding the corner out of sight.

We come out of the bathroom and I literally run into Rex. Oomph. He reaches out one hand on each of my arms to steady me.

“Distracted much?”

“Why are you standing outside of the women’s restroom?”

“Waiting for y’all as usual. We’re never far away, Doll.” He says with a forced smile.

“I haven’t noticed you stalking this close before.” I try for nonchalance, but my gut is telling me something’s off.

“No need to be alarmed, but we’ve got company. This is a normal ride to everyone else. No one knows this isn’t a vacation. That little stunt you pulled with the kiss sells the reason you’re with us. The fuckers will hopefully think you and Tripp got something goin’ on. We don’t know if they know our play on this road trip or not. So for now, let them think it’s a getaway.”