She Defended a Lonely Biker, and Her Town Never Saw It Coming

at Naomi.

Then, with effort, made a tiny circling motion in the air.

Naomi frowned.

“Him?”

A blink.

“Yes.”

“You’re asking if he can come back?”

Another blink.

Hank laughed softly and wiped at his eyes with the heel of his hand.

“I’ll take that as an invitation.”

By the time the last bikes rumbled out, night had folded over Willow Creek.

The street smelled faintly continue reading …