Trouble: A BWWM Bad-Boy Billionaire Romance - Plot & Excerpts
A dress and wedges weren't the perfect choice, but I'd make it work. "Hey," he said. He pulled out his helmet. "Let's go." I put on the helmet. I had thought ahead this time and had a ponytail holder. The first time that I put the helmet on, it smushed my pony uncomfortably. I had to redo my ponytail so that it was at the base of my neck. When I was done, I got on his bike and held on. I liked holding him in my arms and smelling his unique, spicy scent. I didn't even ask where we were going this time. I just hung on and enjoyed the ride. Something about Trouble made me throw my cares and planning to the wind. He parked his motorcycle outside of the Getty. "Oh my gosh, I love the Getty." "My dad always donates a ton of money here. I have some access." I blinked. "Like what kind of access?" He just grinned. "You'll see." He put his hand around my waist and pulled me into the museum. Inside, there was a docent.
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