As she walked home from the station, she daydreamed of what she would do with a whole weekend spent in her adopted city. Christina had been in New York City for a grand total of six months. A transplant from Wisconsin, she had decided in her last year of college as a fashion design major that i...
Leaning back, he smiled in anticipation of the next few days. His work, though he enjoyed it immensely, was demanding, as was the daily effort to keep his more private self at bay, hidden from the world. The cabin he had purchased three hours to the north of the city was a refuge for him in mor...
We had ridden out to the edge of the city limits, with me on the back of his bike. I had trouble with the motion of the cycle at first. He had told me to lean with him as we turned, but since I had never ridden on a motorcycle before, my body’s instinct was to want to be vertical instead. As we d...
Lissa had always had the curvy girl’s fear of clothing, convinced that only stick-thin model types could really manage to find clothes that they felt good in. Still, she had to admit that the personal shopper her sister had suggested had proved Lissa wrong. Though it had been a ...
I felt more comfortable on the bike now, and I could feel that Levi was taking the turns a little faster, but never so much that I was afraid. It was such a beautiful day, and being on such a powerful machine was a thrill like none I’d ever experienced before. It was amazi...
But to her credit, she didn’t waste time asking questions, and I was grateful for that. Without a word, she got up from the table and went to the bedroom. In less than a minute, she was back out in the living room, pulling her hair into a messy ponytail. I held out my phon...
There were five Cannibals present, but more motorcycles than that, so we knew some of them were watching, armed, out of our sight. Some of our men were concealed in the hills, as well, but I brought others to station themselves within the Cannibals’ sight. Four of the five...