Page 38 of The Biker's Brother

She grinned sheepishly. “It’s true. I’m a fan.”

He shook his head. “You’re full of surprises, Rose.”

“You can call me Cami when we’re alone, can’t you?”

“I could, but then I might forget when we’re getting gas or food or whatever. Safest to just think of you as Rose.”

“Rose White,” she corrected.

He sat down on the space she’d left on the bed and opened up containers. He picked up a waffle fry.

“Those are cold,” she said.

“They’ll be okay with ketchup.”

She made a soft sound of amusement.

He glanced at the TV. “So you like Van Damme?” She nodded. “Name another one of his movies.”

“Ooh. A pop quiz. Okay.Universal Soldier.”

“You’re cherry picking. Give me something less well known.”

“Okay. My personal favorite.Cyborg.”

Brandon looked genuinely impressed. “Okay. How about some trivia? Did you know he did one of the voices in theKung Fu Pandamovies?”

She gaped. “Shut up.”

He chuckled. “No, really.”

“You can’t crush my crush with tales of animation.”

“Oh. So it’s a crush?”

“Well, duh. I’ll bet the attraction is something we share. Isn’t it? Tell the truth.”

Brandon had no idea how a gay man would respond to that. “His roundhouse kick is to die for.”

She laughed. “Yeah. That and everything else.”

They sat and watched the rest of the movie in silence, polishing off the sandwiches, cold fries, and cheesecake.

“I grudgingly admit that bad food is good food. I’m stuffed, but happy. I’ll think about damage control tomorrow.”

“Speaking of tomorrow, we have to leave early. So get ready for lights out.”

“Why do we have to leave early?” she said as she gathered up the to go trash and threw it away.

“Alternate plan. The good news is that we’re going to get out of this rain.”

“Okay. Which side of the bed do you want?”

“The side closest to the door.” He said it slowly and deliberately like she was retarded.

“Are you a Gemini? Because you flip back and forth between sweet guy and asshole too often and too easily for normal.”

As a matter of fact, hewasa Gemini. So he did the only thing he could do and save face. He changed the subject by taking off his jeans. He kept on the boxers and the long-sleeve tee and pulled the covers back.