Gage tucks his hands into the front pockets of his jeans as he walks backward towards a motorcycle, only taking his eyes off me to tilt his head and grin at Lana before his gaze locks back on me. “Goddamn,” Lana murmurs, echoing my thoughts the first time I saw Gage. “That man wants you so bad. Are you gonna fuck him?” “Probably,” I
The probably got me! LOL
