by Y. M. Sheree
The rest of their time spent at the track was filled with more socializing, eating, and watching more races. Later that afternoon they all loaded up, said their goodbyes to their new friend Hardhead, and made their way back home to the Hampton Roads.
8
It had been a couple of weeks since Tristan and Billi went out for dinner. With both of their hectic schedules, they weren't able to spend any time with one another, but they face timed one another on a regular basis. They both were slowly learning one another, which they noticed they had a lot in common. Their conversations ranged from childhood memories to how their busy work schedules were. When Billi talked to him, about her club, he listened and tried not to be judgmental which was hard for him, but he knew how important it was to her. He wouldn't say he agreed with the bike life, but he did have a better understanding from her club that they were more about giving back to the community than being reckless and partying.
On his ride home over the past couple of days, he stopped by Tommy's grave to talk to him about everything that was happening lately in his life. Tommy would have like Billi especially since she rode bikes just like him but also with her carefree demeanor. At times like these, he missed having brotherly talks about relationships with his baby brother. Of course, he had them with Michael, but it wasn't the same. Michael teased him lately, saying he needed to hook him up with one of Billi's friends since he hooked them up by sending him to the garage. In return, he told Michael he would have to do the groundwork like he did with Billi.
With her on his mind, Tristan planned to stop by to see Billi later if he left work on time with his line of work it was always hard to do so. As he stepped out of the bathroom, he heard his name paged over the intercom to come to the nurses' station. Upon arriving, he noticed that Rachel was talking to one of the nurses, who was one of her closest friends. Rushing toward them, he asked. "Melissa is everything alright?"
"Yes. Of course. I just had Eileen to call you so we could speak for a moment."
"You know that it is busy in here right?"
"Go ahead, Dr. Ramsey. I will check in on your patients', and if I need you, I will call you." She winked in their direction as she went down the hall and disappeared into a hospital room.
"What is so important that you had to stop by here to see me while I am at work? You know that you can't do that." Tristan said as he grasped her elbow to lead her to the cafeteria so that they could talk and not in the emergency room.
"I remember a time that I didn't need a reason to see you, Tris,"
"Yea. Well that was when we were in a relationship, which I don't have to remind you that we aren't anymore. So what's going on?"
"I haven't heard from you, and I was worried."
"Melissa you are acting like I am suicidal or something because I haven't checked in with you. To be honest, I have been busy and just haven't had the time to call you."
"What have you been so busy with? You've never been too busy to stop by or call me. Let me guess you have someone new in your life."
"Something like that and I didn't feel I needed to broadcast that to you."
"Tristan, we both, agreed to remain friends after our break up so don't take that tone with me. Who is she?"
"You don't know her I am sure of it."
"Spill the details. How did you meet?"
"We met at her garage. She is the mechanic that fixed Stella for me. Michael sent me to the shop because he said they were good. I didn't start off with a good impression at all and put my foot in my mouth. She and I are in the early stages, but I am happy."
"This female sounds nothing like what you usually date," Melissa huffed.
"That is the refreshing part about her. She brings another side out of me. Her carefree spirit is attractive to me. Besides I needed something different."
"You act like what we had wasn't good. You make having a relationship with me sound like it was boring."
"Melissa I am not saying that at all but she isn't like anyone I have known besides my brother Tommy. Which I don't know if that is a good or scary."
"What exactly do you mean by that?"
"She is part of a motorcycle club, the president to be exact."
"Tristan, what in the entire hell is wrong with you? Didn't you tell me that you couldn't stand those contraptions but yet here you are contemplating on being in a relationship with someone who rides the very same thing that your brother died on."
"Do you think I need a reminder of how Tommy died? What is really wrong with me dating her? Could it be that you have it in your mind that we would somehow be back together? You know that will never happen right?"
"This bitch has just turned you against me. Just like that biker trash turned your brother against you."
Tristan slammed his hands down on the table causing everyone to look their way. Not caring, he responded to Melissa through clenched teeth. "Do not disrespect her or my brother again like that. Do I make myself clear?" He didn't receive a response, so he asked the question again. "Do I make myself clear Melissa?"
"Tristan…."
"Melissa, I don't want to hear anything else that you have to say to me. You need to leave while our friendship is still intact."
Melissa left without hesitation. Tristan was beyond pissed right now. He never thought that Melissa would say anything bad about his brother and he knew now it was because she was jealous. Never in this lifetime would he decide to date her again, She was lucky if he decided to remain friends with her but disrespecting Billi and Tommy was a no-no. She’d never shown him the jealous side of her before which happened to be very ugly. The love he had for Melissa was simply platonic. He had fallen out of love with her long before the loss of his brother but stayed because she was a constant in his life he needed at the time. Living a lie had stressed him more while dealing with the death of his sibling. Melissa's love for him caused her to act the way she did, but it was uncalled and unacceptable. Tristan would give her a few days to ponder on her actions before he would speak to her again. If she still doesn't have any remorse then maybe it was time to distance himself from her completely. Either way, she would not be a distraction from the bond he was trying to build with Billi. He would make sure of that.
9
Tristan continued to call Billi's number, but to no avail, she didn't answer. When he had finished his shift at the hospital, he was supposed to meet with her at her place to get a bite to eat. Her car was at home, but he noticed her bike was gone. He now was outside of the shop, all the bay doors closed, and the closed sign was lit. Taking a chance, he stepped out of the Jeep and went to knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Billi asked.
"Billi, open the door it's Tristan."
"Tristan, I am busy right now. I will call you later."
"I am not leaving so you mind as well open up the door. I have been calling and need to see if you are doing ok. It isn't like you not to answer my calls."
Billi cracked the door and peeked through the crack. "See I am alive and well. Happy now?"
"What's up with the animosity toward me?"
"Nothing at all, I am fine. You can go now."
"If I haven't learned anything from my mother, I know when she says she is fine that she isn't. What gives?"
"Oh my God, Tristan. I am fine. Go home." She yelled at the door.
Tristan pushed on the door, and with no reluctance from Billi, he stepped into the garage. Obviously, she didn't want him to leave. He glanced around to see what she was so busy with because he didn't see but one vehicle in the garage along with her bike.
"Are you busy with work?"
"Yea, something like that."
"You mind as well tell me what is going on because I am not going to leave until you do." Tristan pulled out one of the chairs from the desk positioned close by the door and took a seat. Rolling her eyes Billi walked over to the car and leaned against it. "Why are you so far away from me?"
"Well, since you want to keep poking and prodding
let's get into it. Explain to me whether or not you are in a relationship."
"Billi, I told you I am no longer in a relationship. Do you really think I would pursue something with you if I were?"
"Honestly, I don't put anything past any man. I saw you today at the hospital when I came to bring you something to eat."
"You did? I didn't see you."
"I guess you didn't because you were engrossed in a deep conversation about me with some brunette female."
Tristan shook his head because he already knew she was referring to his conversation with Melissa earlier today. He had no idea Billi was even at the hospital and wondered what she had overheard. "Melissa is my ex, and she just stopped by to check on me."
"Oh, so you just happened to have a conversation about me." Tristan sighed. "I'm sorry. Do you not want to answer the question."
"No. Billi I didn't say that. We were asking how each other were doing and I told her about you."
"I don't know why you would be discussing me with your ex especially when she's telling you that you shouldn't bother because I am in a bike club. I mean who is she to even tell you who you can or can't date."
"Like I said she is just a concerned friend. She and I are still close after our split up, and she's been there for me since my brother has passed. I promise you it isn't anything else there."
"It's kind of hard to believe that when you two looked so cozy. She looked as if she still had some feelings for you."
Tristan stood up and walked over to where she was leaning against the car with her arms crossed. Once he stood in front of her, he placed his hands on each side of her arms and rubbed up and down. "Billi you have to believe me when I say that she and I are over. She just has concerns about me becoming involved with you because you are part of a life that took my brother from me."
"Tristan the life didn't take your brother from you. Many accidents happen because people in vehicles don't watch out for bikers. The life doesn't kill anyone."
"I don't want to speak about my brother right now. I want to make sure that you and I are alright. When I tell you, I want to have something with you that is exactly what I mean. You are the most intriguing woman I have met in my entire life, but you have to stop fighting it. Just give me, give us a chance."
Billi who hadn't been looking at Tristan finally looked at him to see the seriousness in his eyes. She wanted to believe what he was saying and take a chance on trying a relationship with him. "Don't you think things are moving too fast for us? You haven't been out of a relationship for more than a year."
"Stop trying to find excuses, Billi.” Tristan removed one of his hands from her arm and moved it towards her cheek to caress it with the back of his hand. Billi closed her eyes. Tristan moved closer to her, so there was only an inch between their bodies. He then took both of his hands to cradle her face in his hands. As bad as he wanted Billi he didn't know if it would be the right moment to show her how bad. He leaned in to place a kiss on her lips causing Billi to reopen her eyes. "Billi, I want you and only you." Billi loved the sound of that and decided to return Tristan's kiss. Once their lips touched, the kiss started with a sweet softness until they both decided to intensify it together. The tongues danced around in each other's mouths. Tristan nibbled on her bottom lip slightly sucking it causing Billi to moan.
"Do you like that?" Tristan asked Billi.
"Yes," She whispered.
"Billi, I want to make love to you, but I don't want to rush you into anything that you aren't ready to do. I can wait for as long as you need me to."
"No, I don't want to wait. I need you as much as you need me."
"That is all I needed to hear." Tristan began to kiss her intensely removing his hands from her face to slide all the way down to her behind encased in a pair of jean cut off shorts. He grabbed her butt cheeks and began to knead them as he continued to kiss her causing her to moan into his mouth. Tristan lifted her up and placed her on the trunk of the car she had been leaning against. Leaning in, he began to place butterfly kisses along her neck down to her collarbone. Billi placing her hands on his cheeks drew his mouth to her again to kiss him slowly. Loving the taste of him, she couldn't get enough. "I love the way you taste," Tristan said in between taking breaths.
"I was thinking the same thing myself. Hold on I need to lock the garage door." With the assistance of Tristan, she slid off the trunk to go and lock the garage door. Billi turned the overhead lights off to where only a few illuminated the garage. Tristan . He had an expression on his face that she'd never seen but she hadn't known him long enough to know all his fnow leaning against the car watched her as she walked back towards him.acial expressions. Part of her was rethinking about taking the evening in the direction it was headed. But the other part of her wasn't hesitant. They were both consenting adults, and both knew what they were agreeing to do. This man was undeniably sexy as hell, and she was attracted to him on more than on a physical level..
Tristan noticed the different emotions that went across her face as she walked to him. "Billi are you sure you aren't having second thoughts? We aren't in the most romantic of places for our first encounter."
"Tristan, I like romance at times, but I love spontaneity a lot more. It arouses me more when something happens unexpectedly. Romance is usually planned and right now I don't want that."
Billi grabbed him by the collar of his shirt to pull him toward her to resume their kissing. He was an amazing kisser, which was truly hard to find in a person. He applied the right amount of pressure with his lips along with the stroking of his tongue was in sync with her own. It didn't feel as if he was trying to maul at her face.
Billi started to unbutton his shirt until she reached the button above the top of his belt. His shirt was semi tucked, and she tugged on it to free the bottom from the inside of his jeans. Running her hands from his stomach up to his chest, she pushed his shirt off his shoulder. Tristan relieved himself of the shirt and placed it behind himself onto the car. She took a step back to admire an immaculate body. Being an ER doctor, she didn't imagine he would have time to work out, but she stood corrected on that assumption because his body was in shape.
She had never been about the physical appearance of a man as much as his intellect or his sense of humor, but she definitely wasn't complaining about what stood before her. "Are you just going to stand there looking at me all night or are you going to come back over here?"
"Dr. I have to do a thorough examination of your body to ensure everything is ok."
"Well, you have quite a bit more to examine Billi." He smirked as he looked down at the front of his pants. By the way, I hope I won't be the only one naked."
"No you won't be the only one."
"Good I think it is my turn to unwrap you. There is one thing I have fantasized about since I have met you."
"What would that be?"
"I want to see you straddling your bike naked for me."
"If I do recall you don't like motorcycles all too well."
"That's a true statement but seeing you naked on one may change my mind about them." Tristan winked at her and nodded his head in the direction of Cotton Candy the pink and black Suzuki Hayabusa sitting on it's stand.
Slowly walking over to her bike, Billi pulled her t-shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. Tristan moved away from the car and followed behind her. As she reached her bike, she turned around to face him showing her purple and black lace push up bra with her caramel breasts spilling out from the top. Tristan licked his lips as his eyes roamed over her breasts and down to her smooth stomach. Billi smirked as she placed her hands on each side of her jean shorts and began to sexually sway to a tune in her head. Slowly grinding down to the floor and back up, turning around in a slow circle gyrating seductively, she watched Tristan through half closed eyes. In the process of trying to turn him on, she succeeded in doing so for herself as well. Turning her back fully to him, Billi unzipped her shorts and slowly lowered them over her plump behind. Sh
e leaned all the way over to give him a great view of her round bottom in a matching thong before stepping out of her jeans and her shoes followed soon after. As she turned around, she heard a moan come from Tristan.
"Do you approve of what you see?"
"I sure do, but it will be better when I see you completely naked." He replied as he moved toward her. Tristan was only an inch away from her as he reached behind her to release her bra as he did her breasts fell out of it. Sliding the bra down her arms, he placed it on her handlebars after removing the contraption. Billi cocked her head slightly looking up at him trying to gauge his expression. He bent his head to place kisses around her collarbone causing her head to lean back so he could have better access. Her hand crept up to his nape to hold on as he continued his onslaught of soft kisses. The kisses caused goose bumps to form all over her body and made her nipples harden. As the kisses continued to be placed, his large hands cupped her large breasts and began to massage her pert nipples with the pads of his thumbs. The pleasure from the kisses and her nipples being touched at the same time caused Billi to release a low moan. "Do you like that sexy?"
Billi lifted her head to look him back in his eyes and shook her head. Yes, as she bit her bottom lip. Pleased with her reply, he stuck out his tongue as he lowered his head to flick a nipple with his wide wet tongue. His tongue swirled around her nipple as he sucked at the same time. Billi felt how giving her pleasure had affected him because his sex began to grow in his jeans as it pressed against her scantily clad body. Wanting to see and feel what Tristan was working with she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Once he was free, his sex fell out of his jeans into her hands. Curious to see how he was released so quickly she peeked around to see that he didn't wear any underwear. The sexy doctor was commando. Getting back to the task at hand, she wrapped her right hand around his hard shaft and began to stroke him in an up and down motion.
