Lily twisted her long hair up into a knot and fastened it on top of her head; long tendrils hung down in front of her ears highlighting her slim neck.
”Ready to go?” Claxton asked from the doorway of her bedroom.
Lily turned to face him and smiled; he was a good ten years older than her and was dressed in dark leather from head to heel. She knew her rich upper class parents would strongly disapprove of her dating a bike gang member and that added to the attraction she felt for him.
”You sure you want to go out?” Lily asked with a suggestive glance towards the queen size bed that took up the centre of her room.
Claxton smiled Click to read more