7/4/2023 0 Comments Finders keepers novel![]() ![]() He'd been everything her mother had warned her about, the quintessential bad boy: tall, tough and wickedly handsome. It had been nearly eight years since she had seen Jesse Koostra. ![]() Brittany hated the way her pulse danced, and her breathing wasn't quite steady, because of course it wasn't the bike she reacted to, it was the memory of a particular boy who used to ride one. What was it about a motorcycle, especially an in-your-face, old-school machine like a Harley-Davidson, that conjured up images of rebellion and adventure? Even a twenty-four-year-old woman who had been there, done that, and should know better wasn't immune to the mystique, that lure of the open road. They clustered on the curb, trying to act cool as they postured for the girls who pretended not to be watching them. ![]() Several adolescent boys had noticed the bike, too. Sunlight flashed from the chrome, momentarily blinding Brittany Barton as she carried two orders of fries to the teenage girls at the front table. A bike like that was hard to miss in a sleepy, small town like Port Hope, Ontario. ![]()
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