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me up?” Josh pinched
the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. “I am going to knock you out when I
see you.” He growled down the phone, and paced to the small window, peering out
at her bike. Instantly, a memory popped into his mind of her astride the
machine, helmet in hand smiling up at him.
    His brother laughed again. The sound grated on
Josh’s nerves until he turned from the window, and her bike, and stalked back
into his room.
    “You wouldn’t knock out an ill person, would you?”
his brother mocked.
    “Too right, I would.” Josh growled. “I appreciate
the sentiment, Bro, but setting me up with one of your paying customers is a
bit … uncomfortable.” Josh scoffed at his own words.
    “Sammy is single, so are you—what’s the problem?”
Tony said before he fell into a coughing fit on the other end of the line.
    The problem was , Josh hated
to be set up. Josh had hoped to spend this weekend wallowing in self-pity with
a few glasses of beer and not have to think about his crappy life. He did not
need to be thinking about women, though Sammy was very tempting.
    His mind chose that moment to wind back a year to
the moment Penny called off the wedding.
    “I
can’t marry someone who is unemployed, someone with no prospects. I’m sorry Josh,
but I am better than that.”
    She’d flounced out of his apartment a week before
the wedding with her bags in hand and his fucking heart under foot. Josh could
never imagine allowing another person the power to crush him the way she had.
It would never happen again. He would never allow another person to reduce him
to a shell for the sake of sex. He could go out any Saturday night and get a
good seeing to. He didn’t need a committed relationship for that—not that Penny,
in the end, had been committed.
    He lifted his head and looked at the door, remembering
Sammy and her sexy mouth. Sammy was pretty, and damn hot sitting on that bike.
But at the end of the day, she was a woman, and no matter how sexy she was, and
how timid she looked, all women, in his experience, were cold hearted and
cruel. And Josh wasn’t prepared to even dip his toes in the dating pool, not
even for his brother.
    “Well, I appreciate it—I think—but no thanks.” Josh
said, hearing Tony growl in frustration.
    “”If I were not married, and built like you, I’d be
all over her.”
    Josh shook his head and grinned. “Right,
all over her?”
    “Yep, like white on rice. Uh-oh, better go, little
ones are making noise in the other room. And last time I ignored them, Mandy
found them peeling wallpaper off the walls. She only just started talking to me
again last night.”
    Smiling a little at his brother’s words, Josh said
his goodbyes, hung up and threw his phone on the bed. He sighed heavily and
shook his head. Nope, Penny had ruined him, broken his trust so deeply, that
Josh long ago made peace with the fact that he was no longer a man who wanted
or needed a relationship. That ship had sailed.
    But for the life of him, he couldn’t get those pouty
lips from his mind.
    Irritated, Josh peeled off his bike leathers,
grabbed a towel from the neat pile on the bed, placed it on the warming rail
beside the sink and stepped into the shower. As he moved under the running
water, he couldn’t deny that Sammy was inside his head. His traitorous,
straining dick was testament to that fact. Even if he had decided that he
didn’t need to be set up with the sexy little leather-clad biker, his cock
obviously thought differently.
    He closed his eyes under the spray, let the warm
trails of water flow down his body, wetting his thick hair and washing away the
road grime and leather smell from his skin. His mind filled with images of
Sammy curled so perfectly over her bike. The way her slim, petite body fit over
the tank of her bike was something Josh was sure would live with him for a long
time. She not only looked good, Sammy had style when she rode. And, Josh had to
admit, it was a thing of