The Biker's Hidden Baby

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Lara's P.O.V

Something about him felt so familiar. It started making me feel suspicious. My mind was telling me the guy was watching my every move... that he planned to take Riley away from me and was just waiting for the perfect moment to do so. I questioned him about his past, trying to figure out whether he lied about not remembering anything.

But it turns out he was either a goof f*****g lair or maybe he really wasn't Tanner. He couldn't give me much more than the accident's details, and my nerves settled for a bit. That didn't mean I wasn't on high alert. As far as the job went, everything was perfect. Riley got into a good school and was doing well.

Jacky finally got me a car of my own, and I was happy...

"Hey, the school bus just dropped Riley off, his with the guys."

Suann said, poking her head into my office.

"Thank you Su."

I said to her and finished up my patient report.

"He really f*****g looks like you man, minus the color of his eyes... one would say he's your kid."

I froze at the gym's door... who were they talking about?

"Quit f*****g around Travis."

Ezra whispered back...

"I'm serious, look at him. He is around 6 years old. You had an accident 6 years ago, and you don't remember s**t about your life before that. What if he is yours?"

"Can't be. I never left New York."

"Maybe she lived here once."

I heard enough, I stepped into the gym and almost dragged Riley out behind me.

For the next week, I made sure to keep Riley with me every chance I got. He wasn't happy about it, and yet I couldn't explain to him why I was so panicked about letting him go out of my sight. I called Tracey, explained to her how I felt, told her how scared I was, that maybe I was losing my mind.

The thought that others thought Ezra was or could pass as Riley's dad had my nerves in a bundled-up mess. For 6 years, I hid who Riley's father was from him. They didn't want him... and the sad part was that Riley deserved the truth, but I was too chicken to give it to him, or more so, too protective.

What would happen if I looked Tanner up, told him about Riley, and he wanted nothing to do with him? As a mother, I didn't want my son to know his own father didn't want to be a part of his life. I mean we see it all the time children spiral out of control because of abandonment issues.

I know that someday I won't be able to withhold the truth. Riley would grow up wanting to know who his dad was, but until then I would remain silent about it.

***

Today the super bike race started. Our club would race against each other. Jacky split them up into two sections. The first half of the races, race today and the next will race on Monday... those that come in the top 3 go to the semi-finals and the same went for the second team...

Until only 6 contestants are left, those six then go to nationals against other racers around the world. I gathered my team and set up our station outside closer to the racing tracks... friends, families and fans filled the stands. Everyone is in a hype over the upcoming race. But not me. This only reminded me of that night.

"Are you all set?"

Jacky asks me.

"Yeah just about."

"Riley?"

"With Suann's son, they are around here somewhere."

She smiles and walks off.

Ezra's P.O.V

Getting ready every day to head to the club was a pain in my ass, because my family hated racing. I disguised myself as much as I could. I had a fake beard... washed out black hairdye, contact lenses and I never removed my helmet after a race. I was too afraid the camera would catch me and my family would see me on TV.

There was once no better thrill than being out on the tracks, but that was changing... Lara, she made me feel things a man that was about to be married shouldn't be feeling when she was around. I couldn't control myself around her. I couldn't stop thinking about her, the feel of her small soft hands on my skin.

Her smile, those thick thighs and her son Riley, a member of my team, joked that he looked so much like me, and I think I saw it too. Our eyes and hair color were the same... but it couldn't be right? I would remember if I had ever been with a woman like her. I felt this pull towards both of them, a pull I couldn't explain.

A pull that was driving me crazy, and even though Jasmin was a royal f*****g pain in my ass, I wasn't a man that disrespected a woman by humiliating her with another woman, but god help me the thoughts that came to mind every single time I was around Lara wouldn't leave me.

I could still feel my skin tingling from when she touched me eight days ago. It made the hairs on the nap of my neck stand on end... made my d**k hard on a constant basis, and getting things working down there for Jasmin wasn't quite working out anymore. It's like my body or d**k had a mind of its own.

Like he had already made up his mind that Lara was the one he was going to be with for the rest of his life and, honestly, that thought wasn't so bad. Most times I had to close my eyes and take myself back to the day in her office just to get my d**k in working condition, only to have it flat line as soon as he heard Jasmin's moans instead of Lara's.

As soon as I made it to the tracks, I hurried up to get my gear on and my bike ready for the race, Then when I had a moment to myself, I scanned the area outside for her. She stood under her makeshift tent sorting through things on a table... I walked over and lifted the visor of my helmet.

"Doc Huston."

She turned to face me, her hand resting on her left breast like I had startled her. A strand of hair fell over her eye and my fingers twitched to push it back behind her hair, but she beat me to it.

"Viper"

She said, looking at the name on my helmet.

"I just came to say hi."

I smiled. I wasn't even f*****g sure if she knew it was me, if she knew I smiled or if she even cared.

"Good luck out there Ezra, Riley is routing for you."

So she knew it was me. That thought made my heart leap in my chest.

"Well then I will be sure not to disappoint him."

I said, then turned and left. She made me so f*****g nervous I couldn't even form coherent sentences.

Lara's P.O.V

Do you want to know a secret?... men in biker gear were f*****g sexy. As Ezra walked away from me, I admired his fine behind like nobody's business. I wouldn't mind stripping that gear off after a race... or even letting him f**k me on his bike. I shook my head to help rid myself of the naughty thoughts.

Lately, naughty f*****g thoughts were all I had about him, the way he smelt... having him above me hovering... kissing... touching... I squeezed my thighs together to stop the on-coming throb, but it was pointless... I will have to use my vibrator again tonight.