BIKER NANNY

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💄VERITY💄

I glanced back at Ben and studied his face for signs of guilt, but I could only see concern. I didn't know whether to accuse him or make a dash for the exit. I glanced around to the side and saw another entrance/exit. As I calculated reaching the door I felt a large hand placed on mine. I froze, thinking I was caught I glanced towards his guys. They remained by the hostess stand, but were watching me.

Maybe they don't know you or your family mc.... What should I do? What can I do? Ben's hand is over mine and his men could reach me faster then I could reach the exit.

"I take it your ex is a biker?"

"Huh?" I jolted at his gentle tone.

"Your ex is a biker, right?"

"Yes."

"I swear to the open road, you're safe with us and I'd like to help you, if you'll let me," Ben gently smiled and removed his hand from mine.

I sucked in a breath and folded my hands as I bit the inside of my cheek.

"I believe you, but actions speak louder than words."

"What if I tell you the name of my mc and you tell me the name of your boyfriend's. Then you can contact your's to confirm if our mc's have an alliance."

"W-hy would you think I'm a biker?" I nervously grabbed for my drink and took a gulp.

"That Aprilia isn't a bike a newbie would buy or know how to handle. Also your tattoo on your wrist," Ben tapped his wrist and I glanced down at death on a motorcycle on mine.

"Oh... My family, the Jayne's mc is the Death Riders. I'm Verity Jayne."

"Nice to meet you, miss Death-Rider,  I'm Mavros Yates, prez of the Death Runners. Th-."

"You lied about your name?" I jerked my body against the cushioned booth.

"I'm sorry about my deception, but I don't give out my name to strangers. I hope you won't hold it against me," he lowered his head meekly.

Pffth, he's lucky he's too dreamy for me to hold it against him.... It's his blue eyes, they're so deep and seem so serious, with a sparkle of mischief. That or it's the diner's lighting. As I stared I noticed him blow a lock of hair out of his eyes. Oooh that hair, so thick and soft looking....I'd like to run my hands through it....

"Verity?"

"Yesss?"

"I'd like to introduce you to those three, these are my friends, Jesse Hendricks, Raden Spokke, and Davian Quincy. Guys, this is Verity," as Mavros introduced the guys they squeezed in the booth behind him, facing me.

Jesse had a more stern persona, I'd bet he was Mavros's vp. While the other two were playful and seemingly less mature. However they were probably serious when it came to their mc duties. One thing I was sure, that I didn't pick up any negative vibes from the four. Nothing like I felt for Rush and his Crossroad Demons.