I know that?” He stopped and grabbed at his hair. “The thing is…we don’t know all the important things about each other. What happens if you hit the road with me and change your mind?”
She got off the bed, shaking her head in denial. “I won’t.”
“You say that now, but I won’t go through losing you. I can’t go through that again.”
“Again?” Sarah stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed. “Of course, you…you’ve loved someone else. I see.”
“Aw, sweetheart, I’ve had a lot of women, but have never claimed to love them. You’ve swept yourself into my life and caught me by surprise.” He sat beside her on the bed. He gazed down at her feet, unpolished toenails, and a pinky that turned to the side. “Help me out here, Sarah. This is moving way too fast.”
She gathered his hand and placed it in her lap. “I’m scared to death that you’re going to ride off without me.”
“That’s what I do, Sarah.” He reached out and stroked her cheek. “I’m a biker. I wouldn’t be happy staying in one place, no matter how much…”
What was he doing? He’d always stood firm in his decision to keep riding. The gang was his life. They were there for him when he had no one. Sarah placed her hand over his, and he softened. She was willing, and her positive attitude carried over to him. She gave him acceptance he didn’t realize he wanted from a woman.
He’d had close relationships with others, but no one had broached the barrier he placed around himself. Until now.
“Take a chance. Just this once.” Sarah leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips. “We’ll both be good for each other. I know it.
There were other riders who made relationships work. He blinked hard, studying Sarah’s face. Sunflower and Knuckles had everything in life. A family, each other, and they were living their dream. I want what they have…
“Come with me. I’ll figure it all out, just give me some time, okay?” He stood up, trying to escape the fear over what he’d just said. “What do you have to do to walk away from a place like this?”
“Turn in my key. It’s a furnished apartment. The only things I have are my clothes. I have some medical books, equipment, and…” She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and furrowed her brow. “I guess I’ll have to store them somewhere.”
“This is what I’m talking about. You think of storing them, but if you plan on having a lifetime of riding with me, there is no use for them. Ever.” He squatted down in front of her. “Think on it. I’m going back to the motel. I’ll come by tomorrow.”
“Reefer…” She clutched his shirt. “Don’t leave like this. Let me explain why I’d want to keep them somewhere, even if I never use them again.”
He ran his hands down her face, kissed the top of her head, and stepped away. Afraid she had no understanding of what he was asking her to do, he needed to get out of here. If he stayed, he’d only be encouraging her and she needed to make this life-altering decision herself.
“I’ll see you in the morning.” He turned and walked out of the room.
Sarah sat on the bed for a long time after Reefer left. During her excitement and desire to ride with Reefer, she’d never once thought about her job or how she’d earn money. Her bank account only held a few hundred dollars.
The agency she worked for would replace her with another nurse for her patients. She was confident every person she worked with would have their health looked after, but she thought of Ellen. Their relationship had grown past the nurse and patient stage to a genuine friendship, and she’d want to say goodbye.
She’d worked too hard earning her medical equipment and putting herself through school to give it all up. She might never use her nursing tools again, but she’d be foolish to throw away her only way to make an income. Heaven help her if Reefer got tired of her, or she needed to return to the life she led
She got off the bed, shaking her head in denial. “I won’t.”
“You say that now, but I won’t go through losing you. I can’t go through that again.”
“Again?” Sarah stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed. “Of course, you…you’ve loved someone else. I see.”
“Aw, sweetheart, I’ve had a lot of women, but have never claimed to love them. You’ve swept yourself into my life and caught me by surprise.” He sat beside her on the bed. He gazed down at her feet, unpolished toenails, and a pinky that turned to the side. “Help me out here, Sarah. This is moving way too fast.”
She gathered his hand and placed it in her lap. “I’m scared to death that you’re going to ride off without me.”
“That’s what I do, Sarah.” He reached out and stroked her cheek. “I’m a biker. I wouldn’t be happy staying in one place, no matter how much…”
What was he doing? He’d always stood firm in his decision to keep riding. The gang was his life. They were there for him when he had no one. Sarah placed her hand over his, and he softened. She was willing, and her positive attitude carried over to him. She gave him acceptance he didn’t realize he wanted from a woman.
He’d had close relationships with others, but no one had broached the barrier he placed around himself. Until now.
“Take a chance. Just this once.” Sarah leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips. “We’ll both be good for each other. I know it.
There were other riders who made relationships work. He blinked hard, studying Sarah’s face. Sunflower and Knuckles had everything in life. A family, each other, and they were living their dream. I want what they have…
“Come with me. I’ll figure it all out, just give me some time, okay?” He stood up, trying to escape the fear over what he’d just said. “What do you have to do to walk away from a place like this?”
“Turn in my key. It’s a furnished apartment. The only things I have are my clothes. I have some medical books, equipment, and…” She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and furrowed her brow. “I guess I’ll have to store them somewhere.”
“This is what I’m talking about. You think of storing them, but if you plan on having a lifetime of riding with me, there is no use for them. Ever.” He squatted down in front of her. “Think on it. I’m going back to the motel. I’ll come by tomorrow.”
“Reefer…” She clutched his shirt. “Don’t leave like this. Let me explain why I’d want to keep them somewhere, even if I never use them again.”
He ran his hands down her face, kissed the top of her head, and stepped away. Afraid she had no understanding of what he was asking her to do, he needed to get out of here. If he stayed, he’d only be encouraging her and she needed to make this life-altering decision herself.
“I’ll see you in the morning.” He turned and walked out of the room.
Sarah sat on the bed for a long time after Reefer left. During her excitement and desire to ride with Reefer, she’d never once thought about her job or how she’d earn money. Her bank account only held a few hundred dollars.
The agency she worked for would replace her with another nurse for her patients. She was confident every person she worked with would have their health looked after, but she thought of Ellen. Their relationship had grown past the nurse and patient stage to a genuine friendship, and she’d want to say goodbye.
She’d worked too hard earning her medical equipment and putting herself through school to give it all up. She might never use her nursing tools again, but she’d be foolish to throw away her only way to make an income. Heaven help her if Reefer got tired of her, or she needed to return to the life she led
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