We pulled out the sofa bed and slept there, holding each other. Well, I was holding him at least. I had my head on his chest and my arm draped around him. It had been a long time since I felt so happy and satisfied. I wasn’t sure I’d actually ever been that happy and satisfied before.

Steel wasn’t the type to fall in love. He never said these words to me, but I could tell. Regardless, I was already falling for him big time, and that wasn’t like me at all. Whenever someone talked about instant love with someone, I was always the first to call bullshit and say that it wasn’t possible. Maybe I was just being a clueless asshole for all those years.

He was treating me the way I’d always dreamed of being treated but never had the guts to act on it. Steve might have been an asshole, but I was very grateful for him. If he wouldn’t have been cheating on me, I wouldn’t have been lying there with the sexy biker. Nope, it would have been more boring nights of occasional sex and getting myself off once he rolled over and went to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up before Steel and made him breakfast. The fact that the fridge was so well-stocked made me a bit nervous, but it was still early in the morning and I figured we’d be on our way long before anyone ever realized we were there. Well, except for the door. There wasn’t much we could do about that.

“Do I smell bacon?” Steel asked as he walked into the kitchen. I poured him a cup of coffee and sat it down in front of him.

“Yes, and I’ll throw some eggs on too. How do you like them?”

“Fried, darlin’. Sunny side up.”

We both sat down and were eating when Steel froze in place.

“What’s wrong?” I asked. He replied by holding one finger in the air, causing me to freeze as well.

I didn’t hear a vehicle pulling up, but he sure did. He ran to the kitchen window, which had a perfect view of the driveway. A red pickup was parked directly behind the bike. The owner of the house, I assumed. At the very least, a concerned neighbor who may have known the house was supposed to be empty.

Steel and I stood completely still. I was holding my breath, fearing that any sound might get us busted. I listened as I heard the unmistakable sounds of footsteps on the porch, where he had kicked the door in the night before.

“Who’s in there?” a man yelled from just outside the doorway. “Answer me! I know you’re in there. I could see your motorcycle outside. I’ve already called the police.”

Steel left the kitchen and went straight towards the front door. I was paralyzed by fear and had no idea what was going on. There was some yelling, followed by a brief struggle that ended with a loud, sickening thump.

“Sara, get in here,” he yelled at me from the front of the house.

I walked in to see him standing over middle-aged man.

“Oh my God,” I yelped at the site in front of me. “Is he-“

“Is he dead?” Steel completed my sentence for me. “No, he’s not dead. He’s just taking a little nap. He said he called the cops, but if he was bullshitting, I had to make sure he didn’t make that call until we can get out of here.”

“Is he going to be okay?”

“He’s going to have a really bad fucking headache when he comes to, but he’ll be just fine.”

For the first time, I was starting to see just what a violent and dangerous man Steel could be and fuck, it was exciting. He was the ultimate bad boy. He was what many fantasies and dreams were made of and there I was, standing right in front of him, some of him still leaking out of me from the night before.

I felt so fucking liberated. I was free from my cookie cutter suburban life. A life that I thought I loved for so many years. It turns out that I was just taught to believe I loved it. I was really missing out on so many things that I wanted out of life.

With that life completely in my rear view, I was free to start this exciting new chapter. I was free to start an exciting new adventure with this giant of a man who smelled of leather and oil. Before long, I hoped that Steve would be nothing but a distant memory.

“Grab your shit, it’s time to go. We’re leaving,” Steel called out from the front of the house.

I threw on my shoes and gathered the few things I’d unpacked as quickly as possible before stepping over the unconscious man and following Steel outside. I found it interesting that the man lying in the floor was actually snoring, just like he would do if he were having a relaxing nap. He actually looked quite peaceful and I wondered if he was dreaming.

I jumped on the back of the bike while Steel kicked it to life. It didn’t take long to remember how much I enjoyed the vibrations of the motor the night before. As we pulled out of the driveway and down the dirt road, I wondered where we were going to be headed next. Not that really mattered.

It wasn’t about the destination. All I was concerned about was the journey. I didn’t care where we went. I just wanted to be close to this man. I wanted him to view me as more than just a fuck option. I wanted him to know that I was his for the taking if he wanted me. I’d never say these things to him, but I hoped that he could somehow tell.

We pulled off the dirt road and sped down the freeway, leaving my old life behind me in a cloud of dust.