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“Oh God. I need a break.” Piper laughed. “But not from the trying to make babies part.” She waggled her eyebrows.

Jaron lightly smacked her ass. “Good. Now let’s go. Gotta feed my girl.”

Piper shook her head, a wide smile spreading on her face.

Heading to my bike, I glanced back at the large window. When I saw Ainsley standing there, I stood up straighter and popped the collar of my hoodie beneath my leather cut.

She waved.

I nodded once.

“Do you want that?”

I frowned, glancing at Sammy. “Want what?” I asked, looking back at the large window. When Ainsley was no longer standing there, my frown deepened.

“A relationship and a family.”

Straddling my bike, I ran a hand down my face. “One day.” I just wanted a good girl. A wife. Kids weren’t a priority on my list but if it happened, I would be happy. At the moment, I just wanted a relationship.

Sammy nodded, throwing a leg over the seat of his own bike.

“Do you want the same, Sammy?”

“I have you.”

I scoffed. “That’s not the same.”

“No, I guess it’s not,” he murmured.

“What about Red?” I asked, knowing that I was taking a chance by asking him about her.

He stiffened. “What about her?”

“Have you asked her out yet? Wined and dined her? You know, the usual shit that you hate doing.”

“No but if anyone deserves it, it’s her.”

“What are you waiting for then?” I asked, surprised that he was opening up a bit about her. It was one thing I had learned about my brother. He talked about the women, all of the women, but when it came to Red, he kept that shit closed off. He must have really liked her because I didn’t know anything about her. Just her nickname and that she worked at Rouge.

“I’m waiting for her to make a move,” Sammy admitted, pulling on his helmet.

“Why?”

“You ask a lot of questions, brother.” He hesitated. “If she makes a move, then I’ll know.” He turned on his bike, revved the engine, and drove off leaving me wondering what the hell was going on with him.

Something deep within me told me to go to Ainsley. To talk to her. To get her to sign, so I could learn more about her. I wanted her words, but I wasn’t lucky enough to get them from her. Maybe one day. Maybe never. Either way, there was something about her that I craved. I could sense that she kept a part of herself hidden. I would earn her trust, so she would reveal all to me. No matter how long it took.

Once I arrived at Jaron and Piper’s place, I saw Sammy sitting on the front patio bench.

Killing the engine, I pulled off my helmet and hung it over the handlebar. “What’s going on?”

“They’re busy.” Sammy picked up a bottle of beer off the patio floor. “Jaron said to give them thirty.”

I chuckled, shaking my head. “Must be nice.” I went up to Sammy and joined him on the bench before taking the bottle from him.

Jealousy coursed through me. Not that they were having sex. I could get that anytime I wanted. But to have that partner, a companion to come home to. That was what I wanted. I had wanted it for years. A part of me blamed my brother’s active lifestyle for my lack of settling down. Another part, the real part, blamed myself, fearing that it wasn’t something I deserved.

“What’s Red’s real name?” I heard myself ask, taking a swig of the beer.