Her cab pulled into the parking lot of a local bar. She got out and, shivering, walked to the door. She noticed a dozen Harley Davidson's parked in front of the bar which was odd because this wasn't a biker bar. In fact, she couldn't recall ever seeing more than two or three motorcycles here at one time. Shrugging it off, she went inside. She walked over to the bar, took off her jacket, and sat down as she looked around the bar and noticed that these bikers were just about the only ones here.

The bartender walked over from the back where he was playing pool with a couple of the bikers, opened a beer and handed it to her. "I didn't order this." she said. He smiled. "It's from that gentleman over there." he said pointing to one of the bikers. She wasn't sure what to say as no one had ever bought her a drink before. She looked at the bartender and said, "Thank you." He smiled at her and went back to his pool game. She looked over her shoulder at the man who bought the drink. He was georgeous! He must have been nearly seven feet tall. He had long auburn hair that was pulled back in a ponytail, a mustache and goatee, and the most beautiful green eyes she had ever seen. She noticed the tattoos that covered his long, muscular arms, his broad shoulders, solid chest, flat stomach, and long sexy legs. Realizing that she was staring, she looked up at his face and saw him staring back at her. She felt her cheeks growing hot as they turned red, and looked away. What was wrong with her? No man had ever had this affect on her before.

Chapter Two

He saw her walk in. She stood about 5'8, had long brown hair that hung loosly down her back, and deep blue eyes. She wore black jeans that fit her perfectly, a purple silk shirt that clung to her body, and a long black coat. He watched her as she walked to the bar and pulled off her coat. She looked over at him after the bartender gave her the drink he bought and saw her staring at him. The top three buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned showing just enough breast to make him want to touch her and her long legs and firm butt were hidden beneath her tight jeans. He smiled when she blushed and looked away. He could tell she wasn't the type to go around picking up strangers in bars. He made up his mind; she was his tonight, she just didn't know it yet.

After a few more games of pool, and several more beers, the bikers got up to leave. She saw them walking in her direction and sat facing the bar, hoping they wouldn't notice her. They didn't seem to know she was there at first, then one of them saw her and started whistling. The others turned to look at her and quickly joined in. She sat there not sure what to do. She was more emmbarassed than scared as she hated being the center of attention. All of a sudden she felt a man's fingers gently pulling the hair back away from her ear and froze. She had heard stories about what biker gangs did to women and was terrified, knowing that this must be what they had planned for her. Then she heard a deep, silky voice say, "Don't let them scare you, Honey, they're harmless." She turned to see who was speaking to her and saw Him smiling at her. God, she loved his smile. He stood strait and walked outside to join his friends.

She let out the breath she didn't know she was holding and took a long drink of her beer. The bartender chuckled softly and she looked up at him. "What are you laughing at?" she asked, annoyed. "Sorry, Hon, but you looked like you were about to pass out." he replied. She smiled and said, "Yea, I guess I kind of over reacted, huh?" "Yea." he said. She asked him if she could use his phone to call a cab. He said yes then bought her a game of pool while she waited. A short time later, she heard the cab driver honk. She thanked the bartender for the game, put on her coat, and walked out.

As she stepped off the curb, a motorcycle pulled up out of nowhere, stopping in front of her and blocking her path to the cab. The man on the bike turned and looked at her. It was Him. "Get on." he said with a grin. She smiled back and climbed on behind him. "Hang on." he said as she wrapped her arms around his waist.

What in the hell was she doing? She couldn't believe the way she was acting, leaving a bar with a total stranger. And A biker at that! She knew better! He could be taking her anywhere, do anything to her. And he was so big, there was nothing she could do to stop him. Hmmmmm..... What was he going to do to her? She imagined running her hands over his solid chest, down his flat tummy, down between his legs...... Stop it! She told herself. She noticed her hands had crept lower while she was thinking. She smiled and quickly put them back where they should be. This is going to be one hell of a night.

He couldn't believe she had come with him. She looked scared of him and his friends in the bar, but she didn't seem scared when she climbed on his bike. He didn't like picking up women in bars, but there was something about her. He liked the way her arms felt around his waist. He felt the buldge in his jeans begin to throb as her hands started to wander down his stomach. He smiled when she jerked her hands back up all of a sudden knowing that she was thinking the same thing he was. Not paying attention to where he was going, he almost missed his turn.

They pulled into the driveway of a small house. He turned off the engine and stood up then helped her off the bike, took her by the hand, and led her to the front door. She waited as he unlocked the door and turned on the light. She wanted to tear his clothes off right there. He took her hand and led her inside, closing the door behind him. It took all he had not to rip her clothes off and take her there on the porch. She looked around suddenly wondering if they were alone. He seemed to read her mind and said, "Don't worry, we're alone." She felt her face turning red again. Why wouldn't they be alone? Because he was a biker? She turned and looked up at him and saw his desire burning in his eyes. Slowly she walked toward him. He gave her a wickedly seductive smile as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, catching her off guard. She quickly relaxed and returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He pressed his tounge against her lips, and felt them part, allowing him in. He explored every inch of her mouth with his tounge then pulled away and looked into her eyes, wanting to make sure she wanted this, and saw passion and desire reflecting in them. Taking her by the hand, he led her to his room.

Chapter Three

He led her over to his bed and pulled her back into his arms then leaned over and kissed her. She didn't wait this time, she pushed her tounge into his mouth, eagerly exploring every sweet creavase. She ran her hands down his solid chest, feeling his muscles ripple beneath her hands and pushed his jacket off his shoulders, and down his arms, letting it fall to the floor. He was suprised by her actions. She didn't look like she would be this aggressive, but he liked it. He pulled her coat off letting it hit the floor, and ran his hands down her back as she continued to explore his body, running her hands over his chest, arms, stomach.

She pulled his shirt out of his jeans and over his head, throwing it aside. Her lips travled down his neck, kissing and nibbling as she made a trail down to his chest stopping at his nipple. She suckled and gently bit down causing him to groan as he tangled his fingers in her hair. Reaching up, she rolled his other nipple between her fingers, pinching and pulling on it as her free hand began firmly rubbing the denim between his legs. Slowly, she kissed her way from one nipple to the other, leaving a trail of fire across his chest, and continued tourturing him.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He closed his hands into fists, pulled her up by her hair and kissed her hard on the mouth. Not bothering to unbutton it, he pulled her shirt off over her head and threw it aside. He ripped the bra off her causing her to whimper as the lace cut into her skin. He started to pull away from the kiss, but she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He made his way down to her neck kissing, biting, and sucking as he made his way to her breasts. Taking her nipple in is mouth, he sucked and nibbled then moved to the other one as his hands explored her body. She moved her hand back down between his legs and continued rubbing, then unbuttoned his pants and slid her hand inside. Wrapping her hand around his shaft, she stroked him, feeling his erection throb. Hungrily, he kissed his way back up her chest and neck to her lips, devouring her in an urgent, demanding kiss.

She pulled his pants down over his hips exposing his rock hard staff. She knelt down on her knees before him and licked off the dew that was already on the tip of his head, then firmly licked down the length to the base and back up. She took him in her mouth a little at a time until he was deep in her throat. He threw his head back and moaned as she moved her mouth back and forth over his staff sucking hard. Grabbing two handfuls of hair, he guided her head as she pleasured him. He pulled her up by her hair forcfully and slammed his mouth against hers. Their kiss was urgent, demanding. He threw her back on the bed and began to take off her pants and shoes then finished undressing himself as well. He looked down at her lying naked on his bed. The look in her eyes was demanding......savage. He gave her an evil smile and knelt beside the bed. He started kissing her ankle, up her leg, her thigh, stopping at the very top of her inner thigh then did the same to her other leg. He grabbed her hips and kissed the dark bed of curls between her legs. He opened her with his tounge not touching her throbbing bud and looked up at her. She was watching him, waiting for him to take her over the edge. He licked up the juices she was already giving him before plunging his tounge deep inside her, moving it in and out. She grabbed the pillows and moaned. He licked her aching bud and she almost screamed. She squirmed under him, arching her back as he sent her over the edge.

Chapter Four

He climbed in top of her kissing her. He grabbed both her hands with one of his and held them down over her head and ran his other hand down her body. He massaged her breasts, pinched her nipples and continued down between her legs. He rubbed her center sending her over the edge again and again.

She was writhing in pleasure. She wanted him to stop, and she didn't. She spread her legs open farther to give him better access. She wanted to touch him. To feel his skin beneath her hands. She tried to pull her hands out of his, but he held on tighter. She squirmed under him as she enjoyed the pleasure he was giving her. He pushed her legs apart and positioned himself over her. She could feel the tip of his member pushing at her opening. With one hard thrust, he buried himself deep inside her causing her to scream. He thrust in and out of her hard. She bit the top of his shoulder as she brought her hips up to meet his. He let go of her hands. He leaned up, grabbed her by her hips and thrust into her harder. Her back arched, she screamed again, and he felt her juices flooding over him.

She was trembling all over. She had never felt like this before. She ran her hands up and down his thighs and saw that he was looking down at her. She pushed him off her and climbed on top of him, impaling herself on him. She started moving back and forth slowly, feeling him slide in and out of her. She bent over and kissed him. Making her way from his mouth to his neck. She started moving faster.

He pulled her off him without warning and threw her off him. She laid there slightly shocked. He grabbed her by the waist and turned her over. He thrust into her hard, again. He leaned over and kissed her neck and back. He lightly ran his fingers down her back and slapped her hard on the ass. He ran his hands around her to her stomach. One hand massaged her breast while the other one rubbed her center then ran his hands up the front of her body. He put his hands on her shoulders, holding on to her as he thrust into her harder. He brought one hand around her throat and squeezed, moving faster. He let go of her throat and pulled out of her.

Her arms and legs were getting weak. He was making her body hurt and feel good at the same time. She felt him pull out and turned around to find him sitting on his knees, stroking himself, watching her. She crawled across the bed to him and kissed him, steadying herself by holding on to his broad shoulders, then impaled herself on him again. She moved fast driving him into her hard. She felt his body tense up. Knowing he was ready, she moved faster. He wrapped his arms around her and exploded deep inside her, filling her up. He collapsed forward ontop of her. He rolled off her exausted. They laid in silence for a moment. She noticed sunlight comming through the window and smiled. She looked over at her lover. He was laying with his eyes closed. Probably sleeping.

He closed his eyes. 'What did I just do to her?' he asked himself. He wanted to feel bad about being so rough with her, but he had enjoyed it so much. She didn't seem to mind either. Still, she was so small and delicate. He felt her get up and opened his eyes. He saw her looking for her clothes. Leaning up on one elbow he said, "Come here." She jumped at the sound of his voice and spun around. He patted the bed and smiled. She dropped her shirt and went to him, crawling back in bed. He pulled her close. He liked the way she felt laying in his arms and she liked the way his arms felt wrapped around her, holding her. They laid in silence and drifted off to sleep.

Chapter Five

He opened his eyes and looked over at the alarm clock on the night stand. 2:30pm. He looked down at the woman in his arms and smiled as he remembered last night. He had never been that rough with a woman before and felt guilty about some of the things he had done to her. But she enjoyed it. She even got rough with him a couple of times. His stomach growled. He didn't want to get up. He was content to watch her sleep. He thought for a moment and realized he didn't even know her name.

She stirred in his arms and slowly opened her eyes. She looked around the room, not knowing where she was at first, but quickly remembered. She looked up into his face and smiled. He smiled back. God, he loved her smile. He leaned over and kissed her. She broke the kiss when his stomach growled. "Hungry?" she asked with a grin. "Yea, for this." he said pulling her on top of him, kissing her again. She parted her lips to let his tounge explore her mouth. Feeling his erection under her belly, she reached down to stroke his already hard member. He groaned. She guided him into her and began slowly grinding her hips into his. He grabbed her by the hips and began moving faster. He felt her walls tighten around him, squeezing him, and the hot rush of liquid being poured over his throbbing manhood. He rolled her over and continued the same fast pace until he exploded inside her. He looked down at her and saw her trembling. Did she know how incredible she was? He brushed a few strands of hair out of her face and smiled.

She didn't know what time it was, but she knew it had to be late. She was suppose to be at work at 9:00. Her boss would understand, she hoped. "How about some breakfast." He offered, breaking the silence. Before she could say anything her stomach growled loudly. He laughed, rolled out of bed and put on a pair of sweat pants as she watched, enjoying the view. He turned to see her staring. "You coming?" he asked. She smiled and crawled out of bed. It was his turn to watch as she stretched and put on one of his shirts. She followed him into the kitchen. She looked in the refrigerator while he looked in the pantry. Nothing. He grummbled as he slammed the pantry door shut and started looking through the cabinets, still grummbling. She laughed as she watched him. He turned and tried to give her a dirty look. She looked so inviting in his shirt. "Maybe we should go out for breakfast." she offered. Reluctantly, he agreed. They went into the bathroom to shower. They washed and dried each other, enjoying each other's company. Then went into the bedroom to dress. He gave her an old pair of sweats and an old tee shirt to wear. He loved seeing in her in his clothes. They found his wallet and her purse and went to his favorite diner.

Chapter Six

She groaned when the waitress told her what time it was. She excused herself and called her boss. He was upset, but knowing how her life was and that she finally found someone (even though it was only for one night), he told her not to worry about it. "Just be here first thing in the morning." She thanked him and called home. Her roomate, and best friend, answered immediately. "Where have you been?!" Bethany demanded. "I'm sorry. I met this guy and....." "You did what? You have to tell me everything!" She smiled and said, "Well, to begin with we're fixing to have breakfast." "Breakfast?" she repeated. "Yes, breakfast. And he's waiting for me. I only called so you would stop worrying." she replied. "Okay. But I want details!" "Maybe. I'll see you in a little while. Bye Beth." "Bye." She hung up before Bethany could say anything else. She loved her friend, but boy could she talk. She turned and walked back to their table.

"Is everything okay?" he asked. "Yeah, just stopping the manhunt before it starts." she answered. He laughed. The waitress brought their food smiling at him. She realized she didn't even know his name. He didn't seem to notice the waitress. "I didn't know what you wanted. I hope this is okay." he said. "It looks great." she said looking at the food infront of her. He smiled. She was so easy to please. At least she had been so far. They didn't talk very much as neither on of them had had anything to eat since the day before. They talked for awhile after the meal then got up to leave. He drove her to her house.

Bethany heard someone pull in the driveway. It sounded like a motorcycle. She looked out the window to see a Harley pulling up. She opened the front door and stepped onto the porch. He turned off the engine and climbed off the bike then turned and helped her off. She looked up at him and was lost in his emerald green eyes. He looked into her blue eyes, holding her gaze then pulled her into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer. They met in a passionate kiss.

Bethany stood on the porch watching her friend, her mouth hanging open and her eyes wide. She had never seen a man that tall before, or that big.

His hands ran up and down her back as her fingers ran through his hair. He pulled back, breaking the kiss, leaving them both breathless. She couldn't believe the way he was making her feel. She wanted to tear his clothes off right there in front of everyone. He ran his hans down her arms and slowly pushed her away. "I have to go." he said sounding more dissapointed than he wanted to. "Yea, me too." she said sounding just as dissapointed as he was. He turned, sat down on his bike, and started the engine. She turned to go. He watched her as she walked away. 'Nice view.' he thought. When she reached the steps, turned and watched him drive away.

Chapter Seven

Bethany grabbed Kristin by the arm and dragged her inside. Kristin was grinning form ear to ear knowing exactly what her friend wanted. Beth pushed her down on the couch and sat on the coffee table infront of her. After a moment of silence Beth said, "Well?"

"Well what?" Kristin answered teasing her.

"Details, Kristin."

"What details?" she said. She couldn't resist teasing her friend.

"How did you meet him? What is he like? Does he kiss good? Does he has a brother?"

"Slow down, Beth." she said laughing. "We met last night in a bar. I stopped to have a beer and he was there with some friends." she explained.

"So how did you meet? Come on, Kris, I want to know everything."

Kristin laughed. "Okay, okay. You win." she said and began to tell her everything.

"You meet this guy outside a bar in the middle of the night, go home with him, sleep with him, then have breakfast with him?" Bethany asked. "That is so unlike you. I thought you were through with men."

Kris looked at her friend and said, "I am through with men. It was one night, Beth. I'll never see him again." Kris was getting annoyed.

"It's just not like you." Bethany said.

"No, it's not." Kristin answered looking away. Bethany looked at Kristin. She knew how Tom had treated Kristin. He had beaten her, destroyed her self esteem.... he changed her. In the six months they were together, Tom had changed Kristin from a warm, loving, caring woman into an angry, cold hearted bitch. A tear fell down Bethany's cheek as she thought about Kristin. She missed her friend.

Kristin stood up and walked into the kitchen. She knew what Bethany was thinking about. Bethany knew better than to say anything to her about how she was acting. She knew she wasn't the same person she use to be, and she knew that Bethany was worried about her. She also knew that Bethany didn't know everything that happened between her and Tom. She kept the worst things to herself. Kristin made herself a glass of iced tea and walked out on the back porch.

Bethany got up after hearing the back door shut and went out to be with Kristin. She stepped out on the back porch and said, "I've got an idea. Let's go see a movie."

Kristin turned around and smiled. "I've got a better idea. Let's take a ride." Bethany smiled. The girls both owned a Harley and both loved to ride.

"I've been meaning to get another tattoo." Bethany added. Kristin's smile widened and the girls went inside. Kristin took a quick shower and put on a pair of white lace panties and matching bra, a pair of blue jeans, a white muscle shirt, and a her favorite pair of boots. She grabbed her black leather jacket and walked into the living room. Bethany was dressed in black jeans, black tee shirt, boots, and her black leather jacket. The girls loved to "look the part" whenever they took their bikes out. They took one last look in the mirror and walked into the garage. They got on their bikes, backed them out of the garage, closed and locked the garage, and drove away.

Chapter Eight

Mark walked in the shop. He looked out the open door into the garage and saw Glen, his best friend and business partner, working on a BMW while explaining to a woman why the oil light in her car came on and how she should have the oil changed every three months. He shook his head. 'Women.' He thought as he walked back in the office. He sat down at the desk and started looking through the pile of papers infront of him. "We've got to get a secretary." He said aloud to himself. Glen walked in the office with the check the woman had given him glaring at Mark.

"Glad to see you decided to join the land of the living." Glen said sarcasticlly. He couldn't stay mad at him. "Was she worth it?" he asked smiling. Mark grinned, leaned forward resting his arms on the desk, and answered, "She was the most incredible woman I've ever been with."

Glen frowned. "So you're not going to tell me."

Mark laughed. "I'm telling you." Glen still didn't believe him. He and Mark had been friends since the first grade, and in all the years they knew each other, Mark never talked about a woman like this.

Mark knew what Glen was thinking. "Glen, last night.... She let me.... I was...." He stammered, not knowing how to explain what happened last night. He still had a hard time believing it himself.

"Mark?" Glen asked, "What happened last night?" He was starting to worry. Mark was never at a loss for words, especially when it came to the night before.

"I don't know." Mark replied. "It started out normally. Then I started.... it got rough."

Glen eyes widened in disbelief as he heard this. "What do you mean rough?" He demanded.

Mark looked down. "I mean, it got rough."

"You mean you raped her?" Glen asked.

"No, I didn't rape her, exactly." Mark replied.

"What do you mean not exactly? Mark, what happened?!" Glen almost yelled as he watched his friend.

"I mean, it got rough." He said again. "I feel like I raped her. But she never said to stop, she never said no. Hell, she ate breakfast with me before I took her home. She kissed me goodbye." Mark stood, walked to the window and looked out.

Glen couldn't believe what he was hearing. Mark wasn't the type to rough up a woman. Yea, he used them, but he never hurt one. A car pulled up in front of the shop.

"I'll take care of this one." Mark said quietly as he turned and walked out to greet the costomer leaving his friend in silence. Glen walked over to where Mark had been standing and looked out. He saw two Harley's pull up to the tattoo shop across the street then turned and walked out as another customer pulled up.

Chapter Nine

The girls pulled up to the tattoo shop. They got off their bikes and walked inside. Snake came out from the back where he was working on someone else and told them it'd be another half hour before he would be done. The girls said they didn't mind and would wait. He smiled at them and walked back to the man in the back. The girls sat down on the two chairs beside the counter. Kristin was staring out the window. Bethany turned to say something to her and noticed some bruises on her neck. Reaching out, she touched them.

"What did he do to you?" She asked Kristin.

Kristin brought her hand up and rubbed her throat lightly. "Nothing." She answered knowing Bethany wouldn't believe her.

"Don't tell me nothing, Kris. A man doesn't do nothing and leave bruises." She said, very upset, thinking Kristin must have been raped and not telling her.

Kristin took Bethany's face in her hands, looked her in the eye, and said, "He didn't do anything I didn't want him to do. It got a little rough, but it was with my concent. I didn't tell him no. I didn't tell him to stop. He had my concent."

Bethany looked relieved and confused. "Why would you let him be so rough with you?" She asked.

Kristin let go of her face and sat back in the chair. "It started out normally enough. It just kept getting rougher the longer we did it. I don't know why I didn't tell him to stop. I kind of liked it."

Bethany was clearly in shock. That was the last thing she expected to hear. She turned and looked out the window at the garage across the street and saw a man walking around from tha back of a car. From here he looked to be about as tall as the man who brought Kristin home this morning. 'He couldn't be that tall.' She told herself. He had long brown hair that was pulled back in a ponytail and wore blue jeans, and a black tee shirt. He was georgeous.

Snake came out with another man. After giving the man his change, he told the girls to follow him. He loved working on these two. They were beutiful and both had a great sense of humor.

Bethany sat down first. She only wanted to add some color to the dragon on her leg. He added red to the dragon's mouth and the edge of it's wings and tail. It was a beautiful dragon. It reached from her ankle to her knee and looked as if it were climbing up her leg.

Kristin sat down next. She reached into her pocket and took out the sketch she had drawn a few weeks ago. It was a scye with a dead rose hung over the top, both smeared with blood. Snake looked at the picture.

"Damn, girl. You want a job?" He asked. She kissed him on the cheek. He always asked her that and she always said no, but he could keep the sketch to use if he wanted it. He went to work and about a half an hour later they all walked to the front. The girls paid for the work, and gave him a kiss goodbye.

They sat down on their bikes. Kristin looked over at Bethany when she didn't hear the second motor. Bethany shrugged and tried to start it again. Again nothing. Kristin turned the engine off so they could hear each other.

Bethany looked over and said, "Now what?"

Kristin looked over her shoulder at the garage and saw a car pulling away. "We'll push it over there." She said motioning toward the garage.

Bethany looked back. She remembered the stud she had seen earlier and smiled. "Okay." she said simply.

"I suppose there's a cute guy over there. Am I right?" Kristin asked.

"Can you read minds?" Bethany asked. Kristin laughed. "Yes, I can. Do you need help pushing it over?" Bethany looked at her bike then back at Kristin.

"Yea, I think so. I'm going to ask Snake to help. I'll be right back." She said. She got off her bike and went back into the shop. A minute later she came back out with Snake. He pushed the bike across the street for them while the girls rode Kristin's bike over. The girls thanked him.

"That's going to cost you girls a kiss." He said grinning. The girls smiled and "paid" the man. Snake walked back across the street smiling.

"Can I help you?" they heard a man say. They turned around to look at who was speaking. He was nearly seven feet tall. 'About as tall as He is.' Kristin thought. He had beutiful hazel eyes and light brown hair pulled back in a ponytail. His black tee shirt seemed to be painted on his thick, solid chest. Bethany realized this was the man she had seen earlier from the tattoo shop window.

Glen forgot about the question he just asked the women. When they turned around he saw the two most attractive women he thought he'd ever seen. They were about the same height. One had long brown hair and deep blue eyes. The other had long blonde hair and big brown eyes. And both had bodies to die for.

Kristin was the first to speak. "Yes, do you work on Harley's?" she asked.

He was staring at Bethany and didn't hear her. She smiled and cleared her throat.

This snapped him out of it. "I'm sorry, what can I do for you ladies?"

"My Harley won't start. Can you fix it?" She answered innocently.

Kristin rolled her eyes. She knew what was probably wrong with the bike and so did Bethany. They just happened to be here and not at the house where they could fix it themselves.

"No problem." He said with a smile. Kristin rolled her eyes again. 'This is too much.' she thought. He walked over to the bike and started looking it over.

"What time can we pick it up?" she asked. He and Bethany looked at her as if they were pleading with her to stay and wait for him to fix it.

"It's hard to say. Depends on if I can find the part I need of if I have to order it." he answered. "You can wait if you like."

"We'll wait then." Bethany said before Kristin could answer.

He smiled at her and said, "Good." and went back to work.

Mark was in the office trying to figure out how to use the internet so he could order an alternator when he heard a woman's voice. He walked to the door and looked out in the garage. Glen was talking to two women. He couldn't see their faces, but there was something familiar about the brunette. 'It couldn't be her.' he said to himself. He stood silently watching them, then ducked back in the office, thinking he was imagining things. There was no way that woman could be the one he had been with last night. He sat back down at the computer and started thinking about her.

Chapter Ten

"You ladies can wait in the office if you'd like. It's warmer in there." Glen said.

"Thank you." Said Kristin and she turned and started walking toward the office. She stopped and looked back at Bethany. "You coming?" she asked.

Bethany smiled and answered, "No. I think I'll wait here. If you don't mind." She looked at Glen.

He smiled. "I don't mind." he answered.

Kristin had to bite her bottom lip to keep from laughing. She turned and walked into the office.

Mark was lost in his thoughts of the night before and didn't hear anyone come in.

Kristin looked at the man at the desk. 'That couldn't be him.' She thought. She walked over to the other desk and sat down.

"Glen, what was that..." He stopped mid sentence when he looked at Glen's desk.

Kristin looked up. She couldn't keep from smiling. 'Damn, that is him.'

"Hey." he said.

"Hi." she replied. They sat looking at each other for what seemed like hours.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you." she said.

He smiled. "No problem." He stood up and walked around to the front of the desk. She stood up and met him in the middle of the room. He pulled her to him and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around him and let her fingers run through his hair. He pulled her closer before pulling away. He took her by the hand and pulled her into the small restroom in the back of the office. He threw her back against the wall and pressed her body between his body and the wall. He pressed her lips to his again. His kiss was more passionate this time, more demanding. He pushed her jacket off her shoulders as she tugged at his shirt. He nearly ripped her shirt off as he pulled it forcefully over her head. His lips traveled down her neck to her breasts. He sucked and nibbled on her nipples as he unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down around her ankles. She reached down, unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, and pushed them down. He brought his lips up to meet hers. He turned her around and pushed her toward the sink and bent her over kissing the back of her neck then plunged himself deep inside her. He thrust in her over and over again until she screamed as she was taken over the edge. He grabbed her shoulders and began thrusting harder. His body tensed and he exploded deep inside her. They stood bent over the sink trying to catch their breath. Finally they pulled their clothes back on and turned to go. She opened the door and took a step out. He grabbed her arm, turned her around, and kissed her. She reluctantly broke the kiss and they walked back into the office.

Bethany and Glen were standing in the doorway with their arms crossed. There was a long silence. They all wanted to say something, but no one knew what to say.

Bethany was the first to speak, "Kristin, Glen invited us to dinner with him and Mark. I said yes. You don't mind do you?"

"No. Dinner sounds great." Kristin answered. The girls walked back into the garage with Mark while Glen locked up the office. Kristin pushed her Harley into the garage then climbed on the back of Mark's. Bethany climbed on Glen's bike. After locking up, they pulled out of the parking lot and drove to a small, out of the way diner.

Chapter Eleven

Mark, Kristin, Glen, and Bethany walked into a nearby diner. They found an empty booth in the back and sat down.

Bethany looked at Kristin. There were so many things she wanted to ask her, but knew this wasn't the right time. She looked over at Glen who was sitting next to her and found him staring at her. She smiled and looked down at the table.

The waitress came over to take their order. "What can I get for you folks?" she asked them.

After a moment of silence Kristin said, "We need a few more minutes. Could you bring us four iced teas?" The waitress smiled and said yes. She came back a few minutes later with the tea and waited for the order. None of them had looked at the menu. They were all lost in their own worlds. Kristin opened a menu and said, "We'll have four cheeseburgers." The waitress smiled again and went to give the order to the cook. Kristin looked around the table and found that everyone was watching her.

"Do you guys like cheeseburgers?" She asked Mark and Glen.

Mark smiled. "Yes we do." 'I'd rather have you.' he said to himself.

Kristin grinned, leaned over, and whispered, "Later."

Mark looked at her suprised. "Damn woman, can you read minds?"

"Yes." Bethany answered for her and laughed. The waitress came back with their food and asked if they needed anything else. Kristin grinned and said not right now. They made small talk while they ate. Kristin called the waitress over and ordered four slices of chocolate cake.

After the waitress left Glen turned and asked, "Do you always speak for the people you're with?"

She thought for a moment and said, "Only when I have something else I'd rather be doing." The waitress brought their cake and the check and left them to eat their dessert.

Mark had been watching her since they first sat down. "What else do you want to do?" he asked. She looked at him and smiled. It was his turn to read her mind. He put his arm around her, pulled her close and kissed her. She took his face in her hands and ran her fingers back through his hair. He took his free hand and carressed her cheek.

Glen and Bethany sat watching in silence. Glen wanted to take Bethany in his arms and kiss her. Bethany was thinkng the same thing. They turned and looked at each other at the same time. They were sitting so close to each other that they when they turned their noses were almost touching. Bethany started to back away and Glen reached out and pulled her to him and kissed her.

Kristin Broke their kiss. "Not here." she whispered. He smiled. They looked at the couple across the table. Kristin smiled. She was glad to see her friend interested in someone. Bethany had broken up with her boyfriend after seeing him try to force himself on Kristin and she had been alone ever since. That was over a year ago just after Tom had been arrested.

Kristin cleared her throat. Glen broke the kiss leaving them breathless. Mark suggested they get out of there and go back to his place.

"I can't." Kristin said. "I have to work tomorrow." Mark frowned.

Bethany looked at the other three and without thinking suggested, "We could go back to our place." Glen smiled and, without saying anything, stood up holding his hand out to Bethany. She took his hand and stood up. Mark and Kristin stood. Mark left some money on the table with the check and the four left.

Chapter Twelve

Glen and Mark pulled their Harleys into the driveway. Bethany rode behind Glen and Kristin behind Mark. Bethany couldn't believe she had invited these men back to their home. She never did things like this. Kristin unlocked the door and they all walked inside.

"Who's cars are those?" he asked pointing toward the driveway.

"They're ours." Kristin answered. Mark looked at her as if he wanted her to explain. "We can't ride Harley's all the time. Especially to work." Kristin said.

"What do you do?" he asked.

"I'm a computer programmer. Beth's an RN." She answered.

"Would you guys like a drink?" Bethany asked.

"A beer would be great." Glen said.

She looked at Mark. "Would you like one too?" she asked.

"Sure." he answered.

"Kristin, would you help me?" she asked as she pulled Kristin into the kitchen. Once she was sure the guys couldn't hear them Bethany said, "Am I crazy, Kris? Or did I invite two complete strangers into our home?"

Kristin smiled. "No, you're not crazy. And there's nothing wrong with inviting a man over."

Bethany glared at her friend. "Kris, I can't let anything happen with Glen. We need to get rid of them."

Kristin looked at her stunned. "You're not going to get rid of either one of them."

"Kris, I don't want anything to happen between Glen and I and I know it will if he doesn't leave."

Kristin shook her head. "You liar. You want him and you know it. What is your problem, Beth?" Bethany turned and walked to the fridge and pulled out four beers. Kristin walked over, turned Her around and said, "Beth, he's not Andy. He isn't going to force himself on you or me. Just take him a beer, and let things happen. Have fun tonight." She took two of the beers from Bethany. Bethany smiled. She knew her friend was right. She wrapped her arms around Kristin then both girls walked back into the living room. Glen was sitting on the sofa looking at a photo album. Mark was walking in from the hall. He had a scrap book and was opening it when Kristin took it away from him.

He looked at her and said, "I suppose that's off limits."

She gave him a weak smile and said, "Yes." She took the book and put on the coffee table. She held out a beer and he took it smiling. Bethany sat on the sofa beside Glen.

"Is this off limits too?" he asked her.

She chuckled, "No. You can look at that one." He smiled. He wanted her and by the way she looked at him he knew she wanted him too. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed her. Mark looked at Kristin and smiled.

"I think we'd better leave them alone." he said. He took the beers and put them on the mantle. Taking her hand, Mark led Kristin into the hall. He pressed her body against the wall as he kissed her. His lips travled down to her neck as he licked and bit her tender skin. He pulled her off the floor and she wrapped her legs around him. He pulled her shirt up over her head and dropped it on the floor, and unhooked her bra letting it fall as well. He kissed his way from her neck to her breast. He began sucking and nibbling on one as he carressed the other with his hand. His free hand was tangled in her hair. She ran her hands over his chest feeling his nipples harden at her touch. She wanted to replace her hands with her lips. He pulled her off the wall, carried her into a bedroom, and fell on top of her on the bed.

She pulled back and said, "We can't do this here."

"Why not?" he asked.

"Because this is Beth's room." He growled and stood up picking her up with him. He carried her across the hall. He looked at her and she smiled and nodded. He threw her on the bed and began to undress. She watched as he peeled his clothes off. Then he finished undressing her. He stood beside the bed looking down at her. She seemed more beautiful every time he looked at her. He bent over, grabbed her around the waist, and turned her over. He pulled her back toward him thrusting himself into her. She moaned when he entered her. She was sore from the last time they were together but it felt good. He grabbed her by her shoulders thrusting harder. She felt him tense but he pulled out before going over the edge.

She looked back over her shoulder and saw him watching her. She turned and crawled over to him. He turned around so his legs were hung over the edge of the bed. She climbed off the bed and stood before him as if she were waiting for his command. He smiled a wicked smile and said, "Sit down." She climbed on his lap with her back to him and impaled herself on his waiting member.

He was suprised at first, he excpected her to face him. She slowly began grinding her hips into him. He took a breast in one hand and began to massage it while he reached down infront of her with his other hand and began rubbing her hardened bud. He felt her begin to tremble. She screamed out his name as she fell over the edge. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her trembling body feeling the wetness cover him. He kissed the back of her neck and whispered, "You're incredible."

He pulled her off him and laid her back on the bed. She watched him as he climbed on top of her. He pushed the stray hair out of her face and kissed her. She massaged his chest running her hands up and down his solid chest and flat tummy. He took both her hands in one of hers and held them above her head, pinning her down. His trusts were harder than they were before and faster. She lay pinned down beneath him unable to free her hands. She wanted to touch him. He kissed her neck, her face, nibbled on her ears, but wouldn't bring his lips to hers. He was tourchuring her and he knew it. She began to tremble as she came, whimmpering his name. His body tenced and with one last thrust emptied his seed into her.

Chapter Thirteen

Glen and Bethany didn't hear Kristin and Mark leave the room. Bethany remembered that they weren't alone and broke the kiss. She looked around for the other couple. Not seeing them, she looked back at Glen.

He smiled and said, "Looks like we've been abandoned." She smiled. She knew where they were, so did Glen. He stood up and reached out for her. She took his hand and stood up. She was very nervous, and scared.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yes, it's just that...." She couldn't finish what she wanted to say. He sat down on the sofa and pulled her down on the coffee table infront of him.

"Tell me what's wrong." he said. She didn't know why, but she felt like she could trust him. She looked down and told him about Andy, how they were in love, how she caught him trying to rape Kristin that day. Glen listened to her story and wondered how anyone could treat her like that. Especially someone who claimed to love her. He cradled her chin in his hand and pulled her face up to look at him.

"I would never hurt you like that. Or Kristin."

"I know." she said. "I don't think you'd hurt us, but this still frightens me a little."

"I understand." he said. She smiled and leaned over and kissed him. He kissed her back. He wanted to do so much more, but wasn't sure she wanted him to. When she realized he wasn't going to go any further, she stood up, took his hand and led him to her bedroom. She almost tripped on something, looked down and saw Kristin's shirt and bra crumpled up on the floor.

She smiled, "Looks like we had the same thing in mind." Glen turned her around and kissed her. He picked her up and carried her in the room and over to her bed. He put her down and began to undress her. Slowly he pulled her clothes off kissing her bare skin as he did. She moaned softly as his lips touched her breast. It had been so long since she'd been with anyone. He laid her down after her clothes had been discarded and began kissing his way down her body covering every inch of her with his lips. She lost her breath when she felt his lips on the soft wet hair between her legs. He spread her open with his fingers and licked and sucked on her throbbing bud. He made love to her with his tounge sending wave after wave of pleasure through her body.

She finally couldn't take any more and pushed him off. Before he could protest, she began to undress him, kissing his exposed skin as she did. She reached his manhood and took the head in her mouth sucking on it then letting it slip out. She licked his shaft from the head to the base and back up again repeating until she had licked all the way around. Slowly she took him in her mouth again. He grabbed two handfuls of hair as he thrust in and out of her mouth.

He pulled her up and laid her back down on the bed. He looked deep into her eyes. He wanted to tell her he loved her, but he didn't think that's what she needed to hear, or if it really was love or just the passion of the moment. She leaned up and kissed him. He reached down and spread her legs. She felt his member pushing against her entrance. He entered her gently feeling her tight walls surround him and moaned. Slowly and gently he began to move inside her giving her body time to adjust to him. She wrapped her legs around him as he started moving faster and brought her hips up to meet his every thrust. His movements became harder and faster. She clawed at her pillow and her back arched as her body released it's orgasm. He felt her body shudder and gave one last thrust bringing him over the edge with her.

He lay down beside her and held her close. She rested her head on his chest and listened to his heart beat. She had never felt this good before. Maybe it was because it had been so long since she had been with a man. He looked down at her. He had never been with a woman like her before. She seemed so.....innocent. That wasn't the right word, but it was the only one that fit. She looked up at him and smiled.

"Am I moving too fast for you?" he asked.

She leaned up on one elbow and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I don't want you to think this is all I want from you. I'd like to get to know you better."

"I'd like that too." she replied. They lay wrapped in each others arms and talked. He told her about his past and she told him about hers. She couldn't help but think about Kristin. She knew her friend wasn't happy and wasn't looking for a sterady man.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I was thinking about Kristin and Mark." she answered."

He looked at her curiously. "What about them?"

She leaned up on her elbow again and looked at him. "What are Mark's intentions?"

Glen thought for a moment. "I don't know. I do know he's the type to use women. He'll love 'em and leave 'em. You know the type."

"Oh." she said.

"You're afraid he'll hurt her when it's over?" he asked.

"No. She doesn't want a man. She doesn't trust them anymore."

"Why not?" he asked.

"I can't talk about it. If she wants you to know, she'll tell you. It really isn't my place to say anything." He pulled her on top of him and kissed her. They made love and drifted off to sleep as the sun was coming up.

Chapter Fourteen

Exhausted, Kristin rolled off of Mark. They had been at it non-stop all night. She was about to suggest having breakfast when she saw the sunlight coming through the window. She looked at the clock on the night stand beside the bed. 8:30am.

"S*it!" she exclaimed. "I'm going to be late." She kissed Mark and jumped up out of bed. She stepped on something sharp when her feet hit the floor. She fell back on the bed and pulled a piece of broken lamp out of her foot. "Ouch!" She hobbled into the bathroom to shower and bandage her foot.

Mark watched her as she scurried around the room. He heard the water running for her shower and wondered if he should join her. Before he could finish the thought she turned the water off. That was the shortest shower she had ever taken. She knew Jerry wouldn't be too mad at her if she was late, but she didn't want to take advantage of him. She hurried out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and opened her closet door.

"Sorry about the lamp." Mark said, trying not to laugh.

She turned from her closet and glared at him. "That was my favorite lamp." she said trying to sound hurt. This only made Mark laugh louder. She quickly grabbed an outfit and laid it out on the bed. He watched as she dried off and dressed. His mind wondered back to when they met. She had looked so inviting. She didn't look like she was out to find a one night stand, but she didn't look like she would refuse either. Then he saw her in the shop yesterday. She looked like a small version of him, like a tom-boy. Now she wore a black skirt that came down to the top of her knees, a green long sleeved silk blouse, a black suit jacket, and matching black dress shoes. She looked completely professional. She had many different "looks" and he wondered if she had a different personallity for each.

She walked to the edge of the bed and leaned over, "I'm sorry, but I have to go." She kissed him quickly and stood up.

He smiled. "Can I see you again?" he asked. She looked at him and smiled.

"Of course you can." She said the words without thinking about it first. She turned and started to walk out of the room then turned and said, "You can make yourself at home."

He smiled at her. "I'll call you."

"See you later." she winked at him and walked out the door. He laid in her bed thinking about her. She seemed so.... unemotional. Like she didn't feel anything for him. "What do you expect?" he asked himself aloud. "After all, she was just a one night stand." He picked up her pillow and buried his face in it, breathing in her scent.

Glen stood at the door watching him. He passed Kristin in the hall on her way out and was going to ask Mark if he wanted anything to eat before they left. He stopped to watch his friend when he saw the look on his face. He had never seen that look on Mark's face before. He looked like he was in love. Glen knocked on the open door and walked in. He saw the broken lamp on the floor, yesterday's clothes thrown around the room, the sheets crumpled.

He looked at back down at the broken lamp then at Mark and said, "Man, you're going to kill her."

"Only if she doesn't kill me first." Mark laughed. Glen laughed and sat down on the edge of the bed. Mark couldn't stop smiling.

"You want something?" he asked as he put the pillow down.

"Just wondering how she did it." Glen replied.

"Did what?" Mark asked.

"Make you fall in love with her." Glen replied.

Mark's smile faded. "Who said I was in love with her?"

"Are you telling me you're not?" Glen watched Mark's reaction. He was definately in love.

"I don't know her well enough to love her." Mark answered.

Glen shook his head. "So do you want some food?"

"Yea." Mark said climbing out of bed. "I'm going to take a shower." Glen nodded and walked back into the kitchen.

Bethany was cooking breakfast. Glen stood in the doorway of the kitchen and watched her. He thought about how she looked this morning, sleeping in his arms. He had watched her sleep for awhile. She looked so peacefull, happy. Had he fallen in love with her? He tried to shake the thought from his mind, but he couldn't. He was in love with her. He walked through the kitchen toward her. She didn't seem to know he was there.

Bethany was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn't hear him come in. She didn't believe in love at first sight so she couldn't be in love with him. But she couldn't forget the way she felt in his arms. She felt safe, happy. He walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her on the cheek. He startled her and she jumped when she felt his hands. Smiling she turned and pulled his lips to hers.

Their kiss was broken by the sound of Mark clearing his throat. Glen growled and let go of Bethany. Bethany finished cooking while the men sat down at the table. Bethany joined them with a platter full of french toast. She helped herself and began to eat. She noticed the men looking at each other. She was starting to think somethiing was wrong, that they had some kind of argument this morning. Glen sighed and took some of the food and began to eat. Bethany couldn't stand the silence anymore.

"Is there something going on between you two?"

Both men looked at her and Mark said "No." Glen looked over at Mark and shook his head.

"Come on guys. I know something is wrong. What is it?" She was determined to find out what they were hiding.

"Well, Beth, it seems like Mark here is in love with Kristin." Glen announced. Bethany had just taken a drink of her juice and choked on it when she heard Glen. Mark looked at him with venom in his eyes.

"In love?" Bethany repeated.

"No." Mark said. "I'm not in love with her. I don't even know her."

Glen glared at him. "Damn it Mark. What is your problem?"

"The only problem I have is you." Mark replied in a low deadly tone. "I'm going to open the shop." Mark stood up. "Beth, could you give me Kristin's number at work?" Bethany nodded and walked to the counter to write the number down and gave it to him. "Thank you." he said smiling. Bethany smiled back, "You're welcome." Mark turned and left the house.

Chapter Fifteen

She walked in the office 15 minutes late. "Where's Jerry?" she asked Pam.

"In his office." she replied. Kristin walked down the hall to Jerry's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in." he called out. Kristin took a deep breath and walked in the office. She appologized for being late. Her boss looked at her. He didn't really mind her being late, she always worked hard and always did more than she was expected to do. She was definately his favorite employee. He told her she needed to stay late to catch up on what was missed yesterday. She nodded and turned to leave the office.

"Kristin, is there something wrong?"

Kristin looked back and smiled, "No, Jerry. I'm just tired."

Jerry looked at her a moment then said, "Well, if you need anything....."

"I know." Kristin replied. She turned and went to her desk. She shared an office with Pam. She sat down and began working.

"What happened to you yesterday?" Pam asked. Kristin looked up. Pam was nice enough, but she tended to get a little too involved in Kristin's life, at least she tried to.

"I over slept." Kristin said simply.

"Till 3:00 in the afternoon?"

"Yes, Pam. Anything else?" she said.

"You weren't with a man?"

Kristin was starting to get mad. "No, Pam. I wasn't with a man." Pam got the hint and dropped the subject. She was about to say something else when Kristin's phone rang.

"Kristin Moore."

"Kristin, I have to talk to you."

"Okay, Beth. I'll meet you at the diner for lunch."

"Great." Bethany answered. "How about 12:30. I'll meet you on my way to work."

"Sounds good. See you then."

"Bye, Kris."

"Bye, Beth" She hung up the phone. She sat staring at the phone wondering what could be so important. She shrugged it off and went back to work. A few minutes later her phone rang again. Pam looked at her silently questioning her. Kristin shrugged and picked up the phone.

"Kristin Moore."

"Hello beautiful."

Kristin smiled she knew that deep sexy voice could only belong to one person. "Hi, Mark." Pam looked up and mouthed the word Mark. Kristin shook her head.

"I was wondering what you were doing for dinner."

Kristin's smiled faded. "I have to work. I've got alot of work to catch up on."

"Oh, yea." he said. "You didn't get into trouble with your boss yesterday, did you?"

"No. That was the first day I've missed since I started here, and he knows I'll make up for it." she answered.

"Well, I don't want to keep you. Can I call you later?" he asked.

"Sure, but I don't know what time I'll be home."

"Will you call me when you get in? It doesn't matter what time it is." He asked. He hoped he didn't sound deserate.

"Okay, I'll call you as soon as I get home." she said.

He smiled. "Bye, Kristin." She loved hearing him say her name.

"Bye, Mark." she said and hung up the phone.

Pam looked at her, "Who's Mark?" she asked.

"A friend." Kristin answered smiling. Pam wanted to push Kristin and find out all about Mark, but she knew Kristin wasn't going to tell her anything else. Bethany put her uniform on and left the house. She couldn't believe Mark had fallen for Kristin. She didn't want to tell her, but she wanted Kristin to be prepared in case Mark decided to tell her. She left the house, hopped in her car and drove to their favorite diner. The diner was half way between the hospital and Kristin's office and they ate there all the time. She tried to figure out exactlly what she was going to say, and had no idea how to say it.

She sat in a booth and waited for Kristin. A few minutes later she walked in and sat down across from her. The waitress took their order and left the girls alone.

"So, what do you want to talk about? Mark?"

Bethany looked at her in suprise and said, "Yes."

Kristin's smile faded. "I'm begining to think I really can read minds." Bethany laughed. "So, what about Mark?" Kristin asked.

"Well, you can read minds, you tell me." Bethany answered giggling.

"He's in love with me." Kristin stated matter-of-factly. Bethany stopped giggling and looked at her friend.

"You knew? How?"

"I'd have to be blind not to see the way he was looking at me this morning."

"Are you sure, Kris?" Bethany asked. She wasn't sure why she was questioning her friend's judgement. Kristin had a gift for reading people's emotions and was never wrong.

"I wasn't at first, but then he called me. Right after I hung up with you. He asked me what I was doing tonight and when I told him I have to work late he asked me to call him as soon as I get home. There was something in his voice...." Bethany watched Kristin in disbelief. Her "gift" always seemed to amaze her. "So, what is it you wanted to tell me?" Kristin asked.

Bethany cleared her throat and began, "Well, at breakfast, Mark and Glen were acting.....tense. Like something was bothering them. They wouldn't tell me what at first, but then Glen said that Mark was in love with you. Mark got angry. I don't think he wanted to talk about it in front of me."

Kristin thought for a moment. "What did Mark say?" she asked.

Bethany shook her head, "He said he didn't know you well enough to love you. But he didn't deny it either." Kristin sighed. There was no doubt about how he felt, but what about her? She thought about it. She wasn't in love with him. Not yet. There were definately feelings there, and if she kept seeing him she would be in love.

"Well, he's right. He doesn't know me."

Bethany shook her head, "That doesn't matter. When two people are meant to be together it just doesn't matter."

"It does matter, Beth." The waitress returned with their food. The girls ate in silence. Kristin was thinking about Tom and everything he had done to her. Bethany watched Kristin as they ate. She knew Kristin was thinking about Tom. Kristin's expression was full of pain. She always had the same expression when she thought about him.

"So, what are you going to do?" Bethany asked breaking the silence. She hated seeing her friend in pain.

"The only thing I can do." she replied. "I'm not going to see him anymore." Bethany nearly choked on a french fry.

"What!" she exclaimed. "You can't be serious."

"I am serious. You haven't forgotten what happened the last time I fell in love, have you?"

Bethany's eyes grew wide. "Kris, he isn't Tom! He's nothing like Tom!"

"How do you know? You don't know him." Kristin was almost in tears. She hated talking about Tom, and she hated comparing him to Mark even more.

"Did he do something to you?" Bethany asked.

Kristin sighed, "No. I told you that. He didn't do anything I didn't want him to do." Bethany shook her head. "Geez. I have to get back." Kristin said looking at her watch. They had been there for almost an hour already.

"Kris, I want to talk about this tonight. I get off at 10." Bethany said.

"Okay. But I have no idea what time I'll be home." Kristin replied as she stood to leave. The girls said their goodbyes and hugged each other. Bethany watched Kristin walk across the street toward the office. She paid the bill and left for the hospital.

Chapter Sixteen

Mark hung up the phone and sighed. Kristin didn't sound like herself on the phone. He wondered if something was wrong. Glen walked in from the garage.

"You okay?" he asked.

Mark looked up, "Yea, I'm fine." Glen pulled his chair out from behind his desk and sat across from Mark.

"Why don't you call her?"

"I did." Mark answered.

"What happened?" he asked leaning forward.

"Nothing happened." Mark replied. Glen glared at him. "I asked her to have dinner with me. She said no because she has to work. Then I asked her to call me when she got home tonight."

Glen sat back in his chair and said, "Why?"

"She said she has to work late and I want to make sure she gets home okay."

Glen nodded. "So why do you look like the world is coming to an end? Did she tell you to f*ck off?"

Mark shook his head. "No." He didn't want to talk about her and quickly changed the subject. "Did you order that part for Bethany's bike?"

"Sh*t! I almost forgot." Glen rolled his chair back over to his desk and picked up the phone. Mark saw a car pull up and walked outside. Mark avoided talking about Kristin the rest of the day which meant he had to listen to Glen go on and on about Bethany. Glen had fallen head over heals in love with her. He decided to call her and ask her to have lunch with him. She said no, that she was having lunch with Kristin. But she would love to have dinner with him. He felt like time was standing still. He was suppose to meet her at the hospital at 6:00. He looked at his watch, 5:30.

"It's about time. Mark, I'm leaving." Glen called out from the office.

Mark crawled out from under a pickup. "Don't have too much fun." he said with a grin. Glen laughed then turned, climbed on his Harley and drove away. Mark had finished with the truck. The man thanked Mark and drove off. Mark turned to walk back to the office.

He saw Kristin's Harley parked in the back of the garage and walked over to it. He ran his hand over the seat. It was a beautiful bike. It was jet black and the crome was polished to perfection. He sat down and put his hands on the handlebars. He imagined her sitting behind him, her arms wrapped around his waist, her breath on his neck.

"Excuse me, sir. Are you open?" Mark turned to see a man standing in the open garage door.

"Yea. What can I do for you?" Mark said as he stood and walked toward the man.

Glen pulled up and saw Mark shaking hands with a man. The man sat down in his car and drove away.

"So, how was dinner?" Mark asked.

"It was good." Glen replied. He didn't want to tell Mark what Bethany had told him during dinner, that Kristin didn't want to see him again. She also said there were alot of things about Kristin they didn't know, and it wasn't her place to tell them.

Mark watched Glen then asked, "What is it?"

Glen didn't want to be the one to tell him. "Nothing's wrong." Mark glared at him. "I swear. I miss Beth."

Mark laughed. "Damn, you've got it bad." Glen gave him a dirty look then laughed. They spent the next two hours cleaning up the garage and straitening up the office. Since they hadn't had any costomers, they decided to call it a day.

Chapter Seventeen

Kristin spent the afternoon wrapped up in her work. It was hard not to think about Mark at first, but once she did she didn't think about him again. She was always able to get lost in her work.

"Earth to Kristin." Kristin looked up.

"What is it Pam?" Pam knew how Kristin was when it came to her work.

"I'm leaving now. Will you be okay?"

"Yea, I'll be fine." Kristin replied.

Pam nodded. "Well, if you need anything you have my number, right?" Kristin smiled. Pam was one of the kindest people she had ever met.

"Right here." Kristin said pointing to her rolodex. Pam smiled, said goodnight and left.

Jerry stood in the doorway watching her. "How's it coming?" he asked, although he knew she probably had most of her work done already.

"Well, it'd go alot faster if people quit asking me how it was going."

Jerry chuckled. "Goodnight, Kristin."

"Goodnight." she replied as he walked away. Kristin sighed. She didn't have very much more work to do. 'I'll be done by 8.' she thought. She stretched, stood up and walked over to the window. She looked out at the people hurrying along, all trying to get home at the same time and her tummy growled loudly. She walked back to her desk and called for some take out. After the order was placed, she called security at the front desk and told them she was expecting some chinese. Security was posted at the front desk from 8:00a.m. till the last person left at night. Someone was always working late. She turned back to her work. She didn't hear the delivery man come in.

He stood in the doorway watching her. He knew security was downstairs and would come looking for him if he stayed too long. He walked up behind her and leaned over placing his hands on the desk, one on each side of her. Kristin was startled when hands appeared on the desk infront of her. She jumped up and spun around coming face to face with her worst nightmare.

"Tom." she said.

"Hello sweetheart. Miss me?" Tom said as he moved closer to her. Her mind told her to scream, to get away, but she was frozen with fear and couldn't move. "What's wrong? Aren't you glad to see me?" He said with an evil smile as he continued moving toward her.

"You...you're suppose to be in jail." She whispered. He pressed his body against hers.

"You don't think you can get rid of me that easily, do you?" he asked, his smile widening. Her eyes were filled with tears as he held her trembling body even closer and he pressed his lips to hers. "You taste so good. I've been waiting for this for so long." he whispered. His hands moved up and down her back as he kissed her neck.

She felt her tears fall as he carressed her. She was terrified of him. She told herself to fight back, to make him stop, but her body still wouldn't move.

"Stop." she whispered knowing it would only make him angry. He grabbed her by the throat and pushed her down onto the desk.

"Don't defy me, Kristin." He growled. He pushed her skirt up and tore her panties off. She could feel the material tear into her tender skin. He held her down by the throat while he opened the front of his pants. Her hands were locked around his wrist trying to loosen his grip so she could breath. She felt him push her legs apart and force his way inside her. He watched her face as he took her. He enjoyed seeing the fear and pain in her eyes. He always had. His body tensed as he felt his seed being emptied inside her. He let go of her throat and stood up. She laid where she was gasping for air. He tightened his grip during the assault instead of releasing it. He looked down at her.

"I have to go now, sweetheart, but I'll be back." He leaned over, kissed her tenderly on the lips, and turned to go. He stopped in the doorway and looked back. "Don't worry about paying for dinner, it's on me." He said. He winked at her and walked away.

She got up off the desk and sat down in her chair. She was unable to think. Everything had happened so fast. She jumped when she heard a knock at the door. Wayne, one of the security guards was standing in the hall.

"Are you okay, Miss Moore?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm fine." she answered, knowing he couldn't possibly believe her.

"Are you sure, mam?"

"Yes. I was just getting ready to go home. Would you wait for me and walk me to my car?" Wayne looked at her. He knew something was wrong. Seeing the look on his face she said, "I'm okay. That delivery guy looked alot like someone I use to know. Bad memories."

Wayne nodded. "I'll be downstairs when you're ready to go."

"Thank you, Wayne." He turned and went back downstairs. Kristin wiped her face. She felt like she was dreaming. She picked up the torn panties and put them in her purse. After straitening her desk, she put her jacket on grabbed her purse and left.

Wayne was sitting at the front desk. He stood when he saw her and walked her out to her car. She cursed herself for forgetting her coat. She looked in the backseat before sitting down behind the wheel. She thanked Wayne and drove home.

She couldn't keep her tears from falling as she drove. He was suppose to be in prison. His wasn't up for paroll for another two years.

"He escaped." she said aloud. She didn't want to think about it. She wanted to go home and take a shower then go to bed. No, she wanted Mark. She drove past her street and over to Mark's. 'Great. He's not home.' She thought. She turned around in his driveway and went home. She pulled in next Bethany's car. Behind her car were two Harleys and another car. She got out of her car, took a deep breath and went inside.