“Oh my…”

I turn my head and glare at him, then hiss, “You scared me and it was an accident.”

“Oh lord,” Judy whispers, and I turn to look at her. Her eyes go from him to me, and the same look I saw on my mom’s face when she met Wes appears on hers. “That will be a good story for your kids one day,” she cheers blissfully then turns around, leaving me sitting there like a fish out of water, with my mouth gaping while she goes over to a drawer, opening it up and pulling out forks.

“Close your mouth, babe,” Wes chortles, pushing up on my chin. I turn to look at him, noticing he doesn’t even look slightly taken aback by his mom’s comment. I double-blink then snap my mouth closed.

“So, you ride a bike also?” Judy asks while cutting a piece of pie and placing it on the plate in front of me.

“I do…well, not a Harley, but a sport bike,” I tell her, smiling.

“My ex used to ride, and I hate that my son rides. I worry about him everyday, but I know it’s something that makes him happy. I’m glad you guys have that in common,” she says, and Wes’ hand wraps around the back of my neck and he pulls me closer to him so he can place a kiss above my ear.

“My mom rides, and it was always something we did together.”

“How does your dad feel about it?” Judy asks.

“The first bike I ever had, I was constantly having to refill the tires with air, and I couldn’t figure out why. And I wouldn’t ride it, because it was too risky. Then one day, I went to the garage and found my dad taking the cap off the nozzle on the tires. He hated that I was riding, so he was sabotaging my bike.”

“Well then, I don’t feel so bad.” His mom smiles and I smile back, taking a bite of the pie, and I have to agree; even if it was frozen, it is seriously delicious.

By the time we leave, I have completely fallen in love with Wes’ mom, and I know that if the time ever comes for our parents to meet, my mom and dad will both love her too.

“I love your mom,” I tell Wes as we head back to my house.

“Told you.” He smiles, squeezing my thigh.

“Do you want to stay at my house tonight?” I ask, not knowing why I even bother asking, ’cause he has stayed with me every night since the first time he crawled into my bed.

“Babe,” he starts, and I can tell he’s trying not to laugh, “I haven’t even been to my place in three days.”

“It’s weird how this thing has been happening between us,” I say quietly.

“What do you mean?”

“Everything has been at warp speed since our first date, or what would have been our first date, if you hadn’t ruined it.”

“Thought you forgot about that,” he mumbles, but I can hear the smile in his voice.

“Nope, I still remember, and will probably use it as leverage for the rest of your life.”

“You plan on knowing me that long?”

“I hope so,” I reply, wondering why the hell I just said that.

“Glad to know even in warp speed we’re on the same page,” he says, and I pull my eyes away from him and look out the window.

I don’t know if it’s possible to fall in love in such a short time, but if it is, I’m in love with Wes Silver. Now I just had to figure out how to tell my dad about him.

*

Wes

“Silver,” Jax calls, walking into the shop through the open bay’s door. I lift my chin and step away from the bike I’m working on while wiping my hands on a greasy rag. “I have some news about Snake,” he says, and my jaw grinds at the mention of his name. As much as I don’t want to be involved with this shit, I know I have to be. It’s not in me to sit by while good, innocent people are hurt. “He was seen leaving a meeting in downtown Nashville this afternoon.”

“And?”

“And the meeting was with Franco Demitrez.”

“Is that supposed to mean something to me?”

“He controls one of the largest sex trafficking and prostitution rings this side of the Mississippi,” he says, and my gut twists. I had known for a while that what was happening with Snake and his boys was bad, but this takes this shit to a whole different level.

“You know I hate asking you for any favors,” he starts, and my eyes narrow. Since the first moment we met he has been asking my crew to help him with shit. “I need you and your boys to help me secure some girls their moving soon.”

“Then what? Do you even know the level of fucked-up you’re dealing with right now? You can’t just sweep in and you sure as fuck need to have a plan in place for when it’s all over.”

“I understand that, I also understand that Landon came to talk to me.” He says pulling his hat off and running a hand over his head.

“What did he want?” I ask, Landon’s dad owns Mamma’s Country; he’s the kid that was dropping off dogs to July, the same kid July asked me to help.

“Did you know Landon has a sister?”

“No.” Ronnie never mentioned having another kid, not to me and I never saw a girl around.

“He does but Snakes boys took her and that’s the leverage they have been holding over Ronnie that’s why things went to shit at Mamma’s Country.

“Christ.”

“Landon heard one of Snake’s boys talking about some girls that they were holding and Landon thinks his sister will be with them.