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a cop and a biker
Vanessa's p.o.v I have no idea why when Alex touched my face I felt things. I am now on the back of his bike and I love the feeling. I hold on tight, because although I love it, I am also scared that I will fall off. We arrive and there are some bikers standing by the parking lot. Alex helps me off and then grabs my hand and pulls me towards the kids who are getting off the car. "You work here?" dad asks. "She does, she's the chef and makes the best food." Verlene says. Dad doesn't look like he approves, but he doesn't say anything. He just nods. We walk towards the entrance and I can feel Alex's hand on my back. I notice Foxy outside too and I smile at her, but she glares at me. I watch her look between us and she goes inside. The guys greet their biker brothers, as they call them, and w
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