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Falling For The Biker

Chapter 8 Eight

Word Count: 1347    |    Released on: 18/06/2025

ra's

called, tap

would stop after five, but even at eight; he was still doing it. I humme

, it's morning. And Grandma said she wi

o enjoy them and let

them with you," he

I said, forcin

in a minute," I told

o bed. I slept a little later than I had planned, making me exhausted. Sluggishly, I

he need, anyway? I wasn't going anywhere today. Changing my mind was

family to judge me for it. I got out of my room eventually, half aslee

stairs. "Easy sis," Jackson tea

m and spotted Arthur sitting at the table with a smile on

o be on a day my hair was a mess, while I looked like I needed five more hours of sleep. "Good

om to look less like a mess. Then again, I would not want to be seen as a high

t complain, right? He was Jackson's friend. Obviously, he would be familiar wit

s said, kicking his

ad prepared it for him. I took a bite, and I nodded, givi

y" I r

ndma" Elvis

e treats and I have nothing," Ja

treats," Mum said, f

hen what's Dad

into this," Dad sai

? I'm not old," he said,

u aren't old,

at this table who car

quiet until Dad spoke. "Arthur, would you take part

iss it," Arthur said, l

nners," Dad frowned. "Can you believe

Plus, not every professional would wan

es before he became a professional? He isn't even as good as you,"

cial, Dad," Jackson said

h, and you should k

girls swoon around him like flies. Arthur doesn't attend these races because he wants to enjoy the race

rtably in his seat. Like the universe wanted to ruin my day, it h

should about that, though. Isn't it what he loved? I would not stop anyone from doing wha

ve a kid in the house," Mum

on said. "But it's

us. I can help you get a gir

indedly, and we turned to him in shock. His eyes widene

k on Arthur's face, but then, he could not

and you haven't told us?

all yet. We want to take things slow, and it was meant to

en about your best friend

ea on him. But it didn't matter, anyway. He was a playboy, and everyone knew

ghter of the libraria

offended. "See what you caused?" h

ght," Jackson said, and I could alre

lled with truths. I tried to keep my emotions in check, but it can be hard when J

and it made me uncomfortable. Not in a bad way, but in a way I'd rather not ha

id, giving

kes messing with him. I saw the way he looked at you. He likes you. Don'

really like Arthur to the point o

yself was

er, I stepped out soon after and met no one but the pers

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