Diesel (Devil's Mafia Brotherhood Motorcycle Club Book 1) Read Free Page B

heard her wrong. “Paint? As in…you like to mix colors and put them on canvass.”
     
    “There is considerably more to it that the way you described it, but yes, that’s what I like to do when I have spare time.” Suddenly, everything about her appeared different. There was a softer side to her. A painter? He wouldn’t have pegged her as one. “What is it that you like to do when you’re not terrorizing honest, hardworking women and riding bikes?”
     
    So she saw the bike he’d parked next to the warehouse. The woman sure didn’t miss much. He grinned. “Honest and hardworking? Sweetheart, you’ve a high opinion of yourself. Shit! Sorry. I apologize. That was below the belt. I shouldn’t have said that.”
     
    “Apology accepted.”
     
    The waiter came to whisk away their plates. They were served the main course. “I like to go for hikes.”
     
    “Interesting,” she said. “I didn’t think you were the type to appreciate nature, but I guess I was wrong.”
     
    “I am quite a complicated man, sweetheart. If you got to know me better, you would realize that I am actually a likeable kind of guy.” She ate her food and didn’t talk. “I suppose I haven’t made such a good impression on you.”
     
    She smiled a little. “Are you fishing for compliments?”
     
    “I am.”
     
    She laughed at his confession. That’s exactly what he wanted to do. It was time to set things in the right direction. He didn’t want to leave her with a heavy heart. Sure, he didn’t intend to give her what she wanted, but he could try to be a little nice. She was a strong, independent woman and he appreciated that she was willing to go so out to achieve what she wanted.
     
    Smoothly, Riley changed the topic. Rather than talk about work, they began to discuss movies and theatre. She was a drama buff and caught as many shows as possible. It was also something that he enjoyed. Once dinner was over, he ordered dessert. Riley was a little reluctant to end this date. He’d originally called her because he wanted to convince her to change her mind about the property but it was obvious that she wasn’t willing to do it. Instead, he now relished the way she talked, the things she said, and the obvious beauty of her face.
     
     
     

Chapter Three
     
    Tania was having the time of her life. She liked the audacity of Riley, his sheer nerve. He thought he could play her, while she was the one who was stringing him along. Well, not so true. She nearly grimaced as she realized that she had fallen a little under his spell. The man oozed sexual chemistry. No other man intrigued her quite like this in such a long while.
     
    She never wanted this conversation to end. He was an enemy, and she wasn’t supposed to mingle with him, but it was getting more and more difficult for her to ignore him. She shouldn’t have accepted the invitation for dinner. She did so thinking that she would retain the upper hand on the dinner table, but it was obviously not happening. He wasn’t like other men whom she found so easy to control and manipulate. The discovery should have irritated her, but, instead, it energized her. He was a challenge, and she was more than willing to see how far she could go with him.
     
    Of course, their sexual chemistry was off the charts. As he talked, the palms of her hands beaded with sweat and desire careened through her nerves. He was a gorgeous man and, more than that, his intelligence sparked her passion. It wasn’t often that she came across a man who intrigued her on so many levels. She loved it. It was heady to be in the company of a man who could keep her excited for so long.
     
    When the dinner came to an end, he walked her out. “Do you have a car?”
     
    “I took a cab.” She brushed back her hair and dug into her purse to take out her phone. “I’ll call one now.”
     
    “No need.” He put a hand over hers to stop her from making the call. “I can drop you home.”
     
    She glanced at him,