leave me. I’d seen enough to know she didn’t have any tats or piercings. Her leather vest smelled like a new car, so it wasn’t something that had been in her wardrobe for long. Even the tank top and pants looked new, despite the rips in the latter.
As far as I could tell, she’d walked away from a family trip, since Pug had said the kid was her brother. She’d probably bought herself some clothes she thought would let her blend in, and for some reason, had gone to a motel room with the first biker to pay her any attention. Self-destructive much? It didn’t make any sense when I compared what happened to the fresh-faced girl in my bed. She didn’t look the type.
Then again, looks could be deceiving. I thought about what people thought of me when they first saw me. Big, a jock maybe. They probably thought I wasn’t too smart, since I’d never done well in school. I wasn’t book-smart, but I could think, and what I thought about this situation was that Jake had outmaneuvered me. I was supposed to take the fall for whatever this girl woke up thinking had happened to her.
So, I couldn’t let that happen. I got up and pulled the sheet over her, checked to see if she was still deeply out, and then I went next door.
“Doc, I need some help,” I explained when he opened the door. “Sorry to bother you, but I figured you’d know what to do better than me.”
His normally grouchy appearance hadn’t changed any, but he grunted his agreement when I took him to my room and explained the situation. “I think Jake is trying to pin something on me. What should I do?”
“You did the right thing, son. I’ll stay here with her, if you want to get a couple of hours of sleep. Doubt she’ll see me as a threat.”
I wasn’t certain of that. He looked like what he was, a washed-up biker. The good part was he also looked about seventy. The girl wouldn’t immediately assume he’d raped her, or so we hoped. Doc said he’d call as soon as she woke up, and we could talk to her together, tell her what happened if she didn’t remember, and then I’d take her home, or wherever she wanted to go. I could only hope she didn’t want to jump right back into Jake’s bed. Because if what he’d told me was the truth, that must have been one hell of an orgasm.
It was only a few hours later when my cell phone jolted me out of a sound sleep. Doc reported that the girl was awake and not very happy. I needed to haul ass next door.
“ I don’t understand . Why did Jake have you bring me here?” It was the third time she’d asked the same question, though in different ways. It was too bad neither one of us could give her a reason she found acceptable. This time I just shrugged.
I’d already told her she apparently went into a coma from an intense orgasm. Her reaction to that statement was a deep blush, confirming this wasn’t her normal behavior. But she couldn’t quite believe it.
“That’s… I mean, does that even happen?” Heavy skepticism colored her inflection.
“You got me. Never happened to any girl I was fu… er, having sex with.”
She blushed again.
“Well, could I talk to him? Where’s his room?”
Doc tried explaining that even if Jake would respond to a knock on his door or a call to his cell phone at this time of night, or morning, it wouldn’t be a good idea to do it. He’d either be pissed that someone would wake him, or worse, he wouldn’t be alone.
“I see,” she said, in such a quiet voice that I barely heard her. Doc wisely refrained from asking her to repeat herself.
“I guess that’s that,” she mused, apparently talking to herself. “I’ve been an idiot.”
She took a deep breath, squared her shoulders and looked up. “Would you mind walking me back to my motel? It isn’t far from that bar.”
“I could drive you,” I said, staring at Doc with what I hoped was an apology and asking for a favor in one. He nodded, fishing the key to the van out of his pocket. I caught them
As far as I could tell, she’d walked away from a family trip, since Pug had said the kid was her brother. She’d probably bought herself some clothes she thought would let her blend in, and for some reason, had gone to a motel room with the first biker to pay her any attention. Self-destructive much? It didn’t make any sense when I compared what happened to the fresh-faced girl in my bed. She didn’t look the type.
Then again, looks could be deceiving. I thought about what people thought of me when they first saw me. Big, a jock maybe. They probably thought I wasn’t too smart, since I’d never done well in school. I wasn’t book-smart, but I could think, and what I thought about this situation was that Jake had outmaneuvered me. I was supposed to take the fall for whatever this girl woke up thinking had happened to her.
So, I couldn’t let that happen. I got up and pulled the sheet over her, checked to see if she was still deeply out, and then I went next door.
“Doc, I need some help,” I explained when he opened the door. “Sorry to bother you, but I figured you’d know what to do better than me.”
His normally grouchy appearance hadn’t changed any, but he grunted his agreement when I took him to my room and explained the situation. “I think Jake is trying to pin something on me. What should I do?”
“You did the right thing, son. I’ll stay here with her, if you want to get a couple of hours of sleep. Doubt she’ll see me as a threat.”
I wasn’t certain of that. He looked like what he was, a washed-up biker. The good part was he also looked about seventy. The girl wouldn’t immediately assume he’d raped her, or so we hoped. Doc said he’d call as soon as she woke up, and we could talk to her together, tell her what happened if she didn’t remember, and then I’d take her home, or wherever she wanted to go. I could only hope she didn’t want to jump right back into Jake’s bed. Because if what he’d told me was the truth, that must have been one hell of an orgasm.
It was only a few hours later when my cell phone jolted me out of a sound sleep. Doc reported that the girl was awake and not very happy. I needed to haul ass next door.
“ I don’t understand . Why did Jake have you bring me here?” It was the third time she’d asked the same question, though in different ways. It was too bad neither one of us could give her a reason she found acceptable. This time I just shrugged.
I’d already told her she apparently went into a coma from an intense orgasm. Her reaction to that statement was a deep blush, confirming this wasn’t her normal behavior. But she couldn’t quite believe it.
“That’s… I mean, does that even happen?” Heavy skepticism colored her inflection.
“You got me. Never happened to any girl I was fu… er, having sex with.”
She blushed again.
“Well, could I talk to him? Where’s his room?”
Doc tried explaining that even if Jake would respond to a knock on his door or a call to his cell phone at this time of night, or morning, it wouldn’t be a good idea to do it. He’d either be pissed that someone would wake him, or worse, he wouldn’t be alone.
“I see,” she said, in such a quiet voice that I barely heard her. Doc wisely refrained from asking her to repeat herself.
“I guess that’s that,” she mused, apparently talking to herself. “I’ve been an idiot.”
She took a deep breath, squared her shoulders and looked up. “Would you mind walking me back to my motel? It isn’t far from that bar.”
“I could drive you,” I said, staring at Doc with what I hoped was an apology and asking for a favor in one. He nodded, fishing the key to the van out of his pocket. I caught them
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