Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Xena's POV

Leonard threw his hands up defensively. "That was one time!"

"One time too many," I muttered. I washed my hands and grabbed my camera, picking the best angle.

Click.

"Perfect," I said. The photo would make an excellent addition to my portfolio. I could sense Logan's impatience, his protective big brother vibes radiating across the room. He didn't want to leave me alone with Ryder, that much was obvious.

I'm fine, bro.

I sent through our mental link and put the camera on the counter, slipping on gloves to clean my workstation.

I don't trust him, Logan replied, his mental voice tense.

I sighed, gathering used supplies and tossing them into the proper bins. Ama will

be with me, and if you're late again, Dad will kill you.

There was a pause before Logan's grudging response. Fine. I want to know exactly when he leaves. It was an order.

But we both knew those didn't work on me. I smirked. Yes, sir.

The three boys-Logan, Leonard, and Samuel-stood and headed toward the door. Logan paused beside Ryder, tension crackling between them like electricity.

"I don't think I need to tell you to treat my sister appropriately," Logan said, his voice low and threatening.

the threat, but he remained still, controlled. "I'm not

"X," he

exhaled slowly once they left, turning to Ryder. "Sorry about that. Have

drawers, trying to look

I'd like to schedule an appointment," Ryder replied, his eyes tracking my movements as I continued to collect scattered parts from the floor and returned them to their

employee here?" he asked, curiosity evident in

counter and pulled out my appointment book. "Yes. This shop is mine. Only

I spotted an opening. "I can fit you in tomorrow at five. We'll see how long you can sit, then schedule future

train in the mornings, so that's

with a pen. "Here's what you

are these forms for?" he asked, flipping

the small print stuff," I explained. "This is a legitimate business that I file

his arm. "Alright. See you tomorrow

out from

walked out the door, Ama bounced over to me, her green eyes

my god, if you don't fuck him, I will!"

For all her flirting and kissing, she was still

him," I warned her, though the thought of Ryder's intense gaze

eyebrows suggestively. "Wouldn't that be a dreamy

Standing outside, I took a moment to admire the storefront: "Road Rebel Garage"

before strapping on my helmet. It wasn't until my leg swung over the bike's seat that

me goosebumps. "Almost," I replied to something

us now. The shop's interior was soundproofed, but out here, with

I said to Ama, revving my engine. "I need a run to burn

something in them I didn't understand, something wild and ancient that called

Martha

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