The Biker Alpha Who Became My Second Chance Mate\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 94\u00a0<\/p>\n
I turned slowly and faced him. \u201cNothin\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jake cut me off immediately. \u2018I was telling your sister I\u2019d love to take her out sometime. Hope you don\u2019t mind.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stared at Tristan, waiting to hear what he\u2019d say. My heart was hammering in my chest, but I tried to keep my face neutral.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAthena is mature enough to know what she wants,\u201d he said, his blue eyes locked on mine.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Something cold twisted in my stomach at his casual tone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cSo if she agrees to go out with me, you don\u2019t have a problem with it, right?\u201d Jak pressed, glancing between us.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan\u2019s gaze never wavered from my face. \u201cOf course not. Whatever she wants is what she should get. If she feels like you\u2019re man enough to handle her, who am I to object? I\u2019ll support her as her elder brother.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jake, who had been smiling a moment ago, frowned slightly. \u201cWhat do you mean by \u2018man enough to handle her\u201c?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\u00a0<\/p>\n
I heard Jake ask the question, but I didn\u2019t care about his confusion. My entire focus was on Tristan\u2019s blue eyes and the way he\u2019d just dismissed me like I was\u00a0<\/p>\n
nothing more than his responsibility.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\u00a0<\/p>\n
Elder brother. I wanted to laugh, but it would have come out bitter and ugly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So he didn\u2019t mind if I decided to follow someone else.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was such an idiot.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t even wait for Jake to get his answer. I just turned and started walking toward where my car was parked, my legs feeling shaky and unsteady.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I could hear footsteps behind me, but I didn\u2019t spare Tristan a single glance as I get into the car and slammed the door harder than necessary.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I drove off without looking back, but I could see his bike\u2019s headlight in my rearview mirror, following me as I sped through the empty streets. His words kept echoing in my head, making me want to scream.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Elder brother. Support her decision. Whatever she wants.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What was I expecting? That after one night, he\u2019d suddenly start seeing me differently? That he\u2019d finally notice I wasn\u2019t a child anymore?\u00a0<\/p>\n
God, I was so stupid. So incredibly, pathetically stupid.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment I parked the car in our driveway, I got out and headed for the house Tristan\u2019s bike pulled up right behind me, but I was already at the front door when I felt his hand grab my arm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Ath\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018What?\u2018 I spun around and yelled at him, the word exploding out of me with all he frustration and hurt I\u2019d been holding in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan actually took a step back, his eyes wide with shock. This was the first tim I\u2019d ever screamed at him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Our parents had taught us to respect each other, to talk through our problems instead of shouting when we were angry. But it seemed like we were becoming different people since their death, forgetting all the lessons they\u2019d tried to instill in us.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
19:39 Tue, Jan 6 TH\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 94\u00a0<\/p>\n
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I hated myself the moment I saw the hurt flash across his face, but Tristan apparently wasnt going to let this go. Instead of walking away like I expected, he\u00a0<\/p>\n
stepped closer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you want to kill yourself?\u2018 he said, snapping out of his shock. \u201cWhy would you drive like that?\u00a0<\/p>\n
I jerked my arm out of his grip. \u201cI was barely speeding.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan looked at me like I\u2019d grown a second head. \u201cYou weren\u2019t speeding? You nearly ran the car into a tree back there!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I didn\u2019t scratch your precious car, right?\u2018 I shot back, knowing I was actingke a brat but unable to stop myself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was hurt and angry and I didn\u2019t even fully understand why. \u201cIf you\u2019re worried about the car, it\u2019s fine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I could see Tristan\u2019s eyebrow raise at my attitude. Without another word, he walked past me toward the house, but as he did, I heard him mutter under his\u00a0<\/p>\n
breath.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re insane.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was meant to be quiet, just a whisper to himself, but I heard every word loud and clear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018I am not insane,\u201d I said through gritted teeth, my hands clenching into fists at my sides.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan\u2019s steps stopped abruptly. He turned his head toward me, surprise written all over his face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you say?\u201d he asked, his voice strange.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I said I\u2019m not insane,\u201d I repeated, my anger flaring even hotter.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did you\u2026.\u201d he started, but I didn\u2019t let him finish.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Someone who\u2019s insane wouldn\u2019t be standing here arguing with you. Someone who\u2019s\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I never got to complete my sentence because suddenly Tristan was right in front of me, his hands cupping my face, and his mouth was on mine.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The kiss was desperate and hungry, like he\u2019d been holding back for way too long and finally couldn\u2019t anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
All the anger and frustration and confusion of the last few minutes transformed to something else entirely, something that made my knees weak and my heart race for completely different reasons.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t even hesitate. My arms went around his neck and I jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist like it was the most natural thing in the world.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He caught me easily, his hands sliding down to grip my thighs and hold me in ple like he\u2019d been waiting for me to do exactly that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We didn\u2019t break the kiss, couldn\u2019t break it. His mouth moved against mine with urgency that matched the racing of my pulse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I could taste the lingering adrenaline from his race, could feel the tension in his muscles as he held me against him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He pushed me back against the front door, and I gasped against his lips at the sd pressure of the wood behind me and his body in front of me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sound seemed to drive him crazy because he deepened the kiss, one hand taking in my hair while the other kept me securely wrapped around him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAthena,\u2018 he breathed against my mouth, my name coming out as a whisper.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 94\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cDon\u2019t, I whispered back, afraid that if he said too much, if we talked about this he spell would break and he\u2019d remember all the reasons why this was a bad idea. \u201cDon\u2019t think. Just\u2026.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He kissed me again before I could finish, and this time it was softer but somehow more intense. Like he was trying to tell me something he couldn\u2019t put into\u00a0<\/p>\n
words.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My fingers found the hem of his racing jacket and slipped underneath, touching the warm skin of his back. He shuddered against me, pressing closer until there was no space left between us.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe should go inside,\u201d he murmured against my neck, his lips trailing down to that sensitive spot just below my ear that made me gasp.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I nodded, not trusting my voice. But when he started to pull back, to lower me down so we could actually walk through the door, I tightened my legs around\u00a0<\/p>\n
him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNot yet,\u201d I whispered, and he groaned softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
knew if I came down, he might break free from whatever he was feeling now. He might remember all the thousand reasons why he shouldn\u2019t be touching\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wouldn\u2019t give him that chance. So before he could change his mind, I pressed my mouth to his, climbing his lips hungrily, desperate and wild.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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