Chapter 80. Is She Your Girlfriend?

“Where is it parked, Henry?” Colt caught the key which the guard tossed midair.

Henry glanced at me.

I blushed red, and tried to pull my hand out of Colt’s, but he held on tighter.

“I’ll grab it.” Henry jogged off in his black suit.

Colt’s eyes met mine. I looked away. 

“Relax, Sonsy.” I felt his gaze on me. “Your husband is too busy to care about you now.”

My bottom lip disappeared between my teeth. Ouch.

I heard the engine rev before the motorbike appeared.

“You’ll have to trust me, baby.” His hand gently squeezed mine. “No helmets today.”

The motorbike stopped in front of us before I could respond and Henry dismounted.

Still holding my hand, Colt swung his leg over the motorbike, and my body lurched forward.

He gave me a nod, and I hopped on the motorbike, the whole time muttering how much I hated these devil-vehicles.  

The bike moved, and my body slammed into him. 

Instantly, my hands wra