The Biker Next Door

by Jamallah Bergman

  “Same here, I love old movies like this, I have some of them on DVD, maybe next time we can have a lazy day together and just watch some if you like,” Brad said biting into his slice.

  She smiled at his offering adding, “That sounds like fun. Maybe I’ll make us a little dinner, so it would be like dinner and a movie.”

  “Is this a date you’re asking me out on, Hailey?”

  “No, it’s not a date besides your already dating someone. It’s just a day with a friend,” said Hailey while she continued watching the movie.

  “Yeah, speaking of that, I’ve got to go and get ready. Oh yeah about tomorrow, we have to go over the Anderson report, so be ready.” Walking him to the door, they said their goodbyes as she closed the door going back to watching her movie. He thought it was going to be a date and the thought of it made her giggle a little as she sipped some of her wine.

  * * * *

  “No fucking way, you went out with him,” Tori said to Hailey over the phone later on that evening.

  “We didn’t go out Tori, we started talking and I told him about me doing volunteer work and he wanted me to go with him on a bike ride. So we decided to do both, he came with me to the mission and afterwards I went riding with him on his bike,” Hailey said putting her dish and glass into the dishwasher.

  “So how was it?”

  “I have to admit, I had a really good time with him and the ride was awesome as hell.”

  “Well it’s about damn time. I think you’re starting to like him, Hailey.”

  Hearing her friend tell her this shocked her completely and what else she said shocked her even more. “And I think he likes you too.”

  “Now what in the world would make you to think that?”

  “Don’t play dumb, girl. For starters this cat and mouse game you two have been playing with each other since the first time you met. Then the part where you got promoted upstairs, now you are his secretary doesn’t that make you wonder why? It’s obvious that he wants to get with you, Hailey. Anyways to change the subject, I’ve already got my outfit for the party; I’m going as a French maid with a duster in my hand. What about you?” Every year the company would have a costume party and every year Hailey would dress up as one of her favorite movie heroines.

  “I’m going as Christine from The Phantom of the Opera, I found the perfect dress and I’m getting my hair done up for it. I always like these parties they give to us, makes dealing with some of those folks much better afterwards because you can always end up reminding them about how drunk they were at the party.” Both of them had a good laugh and continued their conversation up until it was time for them to get ready for the next day.

  * * * *

  It seemed Monday was meant to be called, ‘The most frustrating day on the planet.’ Nothing was going right that day for Hailey. Her computer was messing up and she had to end up getting the tech to come to fix it and even after that, it was acting weird. Plus someone had misplaced the Anderson files, so she had to go around the entire office building looking for the paperwork. Finally she was able to find the file and came back to Brad’s office while he was busy looking through some other files. “I found it!”

  She brought over the folders she had in her arms watching him quickly coming to her aid as they walked over to the desk. “Thank God, I honestly don’t know what I would do without you, Hailey. Where’d you find it at?”

  “You don’t want to know what I had to do to get those files and where I had to go and what I had to give away to get someone to help me find those damn files,” Hailey said sitting down.

  “What did you have to do?” Brad asked.

  Hailey started laughing while taking her shoes off to rub her aching feet. “When I say you don’t want to know, you honestly don’t want to know. But I will tell you that I had to give away one of my recipes and tell a secret about someone to someone else.”

  “Why don’t I order us some lunch, have them bring it here instead of us going out because it’s going to be a long day going through all these files.”

  Nodding her head, he got on the phone and ordered some food while they continued looking over the folders along with the many papers that had to be organized for the big case coming up. Lunch came and went then it was time for dinner as they put the finishing touches on the files. It had been a long day and both were exhausted.

  “Are we done with all these God-forsaken papers?” asked Hailey trying to keep her eyes open, although it was no use. The only comfort she could get was keeping her head on the desk even though she knew she would probably get the worse pain in her neck later. Hailey didn’t care for she wished it was her pillow instead of this hard desk.

  “Yes that is it, they can handle the rest. If they have anything to say about it, I’ll tell them to go to hell,” he said hearing her laugh turn into a grumble when he looked over at the clock on the wall, he couldn’t believe that it was already 12:24 a.m. Brad got up to stretch his arms and back as he watched her sit up for a moment to stretch.

  Even when she was doing nothing more than stretching, she still looked hot. He didn’t know if it was the fact that when she did stretch, it looked as if her breasts wanted to escape from underneath her blouse. God, he kind of wished that at least one of those buttons would pop so he could see a little of something. “We better get on out of here and are ready to get back here tomorrow.”

  He heard her groan. “Damn shoe is up underneath the desk and I can’t reach it with my foot,” she said. Brad watched her quickly get on her knees while slowly going underneath the desk to find her other shoe.

  Why in the hell did she have to do that? For all he could see of her now was that thick luscious ass of hers. An ass that he could never stop seeing day after day, either sashaying down the hall way, coming from his office whenever he told her to come in for dictation or when he watched her behind over to pick or grab something. God, that ass of hers mesmerized him on a daily basis Brad thought he knew whoever she used to be with must have had a field day whenever they made love to her. He honestly couldn’t get that ass of hers off his mind.

  “Can you give me a hand?” Brad heard her ask as she came out from underneath the desk. It was obvious she was having a hard time getting up because she was so tired. Grabbing her hand, he quickly pulled her up to where he didn’t realize his strength as she almost lost her balance. He held her from around her thick waist, looking deep into her dazzling brown eyes that were looking up at him. Finally he had her in his arms, never thinking that this moment would happen between them. She felt so warm, so gentle, he swore he could hold her for hours on end if she would only let him.

  Damn, she wondered what he was trying to do, take her arm out of the socket. Thankfully when she finally got her balance, Hailey found Brad holding her around her waist so close for one awkward moment. This time she got the chance to look at his eyes even though they were just as tired as her own they were a beautiful shade of hazel, almost like amber she thought. A strand of his hair had come undone from the ponytail that had been bugging her so much the entire day she wanted to pull it back from those eyes of his. But instead she said to him, “Thank you for helping me up.”

  Speaking as if he was coming out of a trance he said, “You’re welcome. We better get ready to get out of here.” Once they got everything squared away, both of them headed out to their cars so that they could head on home.

  Thank God, she didn’t fall asleep behind the wheel Hailey thought when she saw her driveway at last. When Hailey got out of the car, he was coming over towards her. “I’ll walk you to the door.”

  “You don’t have to do that Brad, go on home and get you some sleep, I’ll be all right.” she assured him. He nodded watching her go to her door, waited for her to open it and turned on the light. She turned around and waved back at him as he did the same.

  Chapter Four

  The night of the annual Costume Party was a huge event the company held at one of the grandest hotels in town, the Cas
tleberry Inn. Everything was beautiful when Tori and Hailey had arrived to the soiree. “They really did it up this time haven’t they?” Tori said.

  “I think they try their best to always out do the last party they had. But I like how they did this place up so beautifully with all of these candles. I have to say I do like your costume, girlfriend.” Hailey smiled as Tori giggled while swaying her hips from side to side. That’s when a guy came over and asked her, “Would you like to dance?”

  “Go on, I’ll be all right,” Hailey assured Tori while she and Zorro walked off together.

  Walking over towards the bar, she grabbed a champagne flute. Slowly sipping her drink she saw some of her co-workers and decided to go over to see what all of the laughter was about. It seemed Patrick from accounting had been up to no good as always and of course was talking it up about another one of his crazy dates. She never could understand some of her co-workers at times, especially when they went on a rant about their current relationships or in Patrick’s case, his latest conquest, which for him was a weekly thing. She knew there would be no way she would go on about who she might have gotten with or was dating, things like that people had any business of knowing. Hailey was laughing along with the rest of her co-workers not realizing that Brad and his date were just walking in.

  * * * *

  Brad decided to go as Gomez Addams while Rebecca wore a very sexy black dress like Morticia. Looking over at her, he had to admit she looked hot as hell. When they walked into the ballroom, the couple was automatically getting a lot of praise. “My goodness Brad, you guys are looking great and who is this lovely creature?” asked Mr. Stevens, who was dressed as Dracula.

  “This is my girlfriend Rebecca, but for tonight, she’s my lovely wife Morticia,” Brad said wrapping his arm around her waist while she raked her red fingernails along his face.

  “Let’s go and dance, bubele,” Rebecca said in a seductive manner. He quickly kissed her arm as everybody started to laugh and they walked over to the dance floor.

  Brad held her in his arms closely while they danced, for he enjoyed holding her like this and couldn’t wait to rip off that dress later on tonight. It showed off her curves beautifully as well as her beautiful breasts, both of which he loved most about her. Suddenly, while twirling her around, something caught his eye. It was Hailey talking with some of the guys from accounting as well as some people from his own floor. He could see the lovely smile on her face that always seemed to warm him whenever he would look at her. The costume she wore was gorgeous, showing off the most luscious pair of breasts he had seen in a long time. He licked his lips because he could see the tops of them almost about to spill over her bodice but he had to see them up close. Once the song was over he told Rebecca, “I want you to meet my neighbor and secretary Hailey.”

  * * * *

  “I honestly can’t believe you did that, what did she do?” asked Reginald from accounting.

  “Oh at first she was shocked but then she started laughing so I thought well everything was all right then she slapped me so hard that I almost fell to the floor,” replied Patrick.

  The laughter continued and Hailey was laughing to the point where she was crying. Thank God for the handkerchief underneath the strap of her dress as she softly dabbed her eyes. Soon she heard her name being called out, quickly turning around she saw Brad standing there with a very beautiful woman in black. Hailey had to admit they both looked great, especially Brad in his pinstriped suit and slicked back hair and fake mustache. Even with the get up, he still looked handsome as hell, Hailey thought.

  “Wow, you both look great as the Addams. I have to say it’s also one of my favorite shows ever, I’m just surprised no one came as Uncle Fester or Grandmamma.” Hailey smiled and the couple did the same.

  “I want you to meet Rebecca, Rebecca this is Hailey,” Brad introduced her as Rebecca smiled and shook hands with Hailey.

  “It’s so nice to meet you at last, Brad has often praised you for helping him out with his work. I love that costume of yours, who are you supposed to be if you don’t mind me asking?”

  “I am Christine Daae from—”

  “Phantom of the Opera, one of my favorite movies,” said Brad with a smile as Rebecca looked on with a surprised expression on her face.

  “Well it’s good seeing you both, I hope you enjoy your evening,” she said as one of the guys poked her on the shoulder and said, “Hailey, you’re going to miss this story over here.”

  “By the way, where’s your date?” Rebecca asked.

  “I don’t have a date, I came here with my good friend Tori.” She looked at Rebecca and Hailey knew what she was up to. She tried her best not to laugh watching her grab hold of Brad’s arm. It was the sign telling her that ‘this is my man and you can’t have him.’

  “Such a pity, you’re a very pretty girl. I would have thought someone would have snatched you up. But don’t worry, there are a lot of men here tonight that wouldn’t mind getting with someone like you.”

  Brad couldn’t believe how Rebecca was acting towards Hailey, the tension between the women could have been cut with a knife. He knew he had to stop it before it got any worse for he knew how Rebecca could be.

  Before he could say a thing, Hailey fired right back at her. “Listen, I don’t want your man. I know what you’re trying to do. I work for your boyfriend. Yes, I am his secretary, but that doesn’t mean I want to fuck him. So all of this grabbing him by the hand to claim your territory and such is fine with me because the only thing you’re doing is making yourself look like a fool. So let’s get this perfectly clear for the rest of the evening so that we all can have a great time here. I don’t want your man. He is my boss and yes, he’s also my neighbor and fellow movie buff, but as far as anything else between me and him, I am so sorry to tell you, but there isn’t a thing. And with that, I hope you both have a lovely evening.” She turned back away from the couple, listening back in on the conversation with the group.

  Brad couldn’t have been more proud of her than he was at that moment. No one he knew had ever stood up to Rebecca. The entire moment excited him so much he could feel a raging hard-on.

  “Can you believe what she said to me?” Rebecca complained while they walked towards the bar.

  “Well, why did you try to embarrass her like that? That woman is my neighbor for Christ’s sake and you tried to make her feel bad in front of me. You had to try and belittling her like that by trying to make her look like a fool and she did a 360 and brought it back on you. That woman is probably the toughest chick I’ve seen in years besides you, did you have to go up against her?” Brad asked her as she got a glass of champagne from the bar.

  “I want you to fire her, Brad.”

  “For what reason do I have to fire her for?”

  “For talking to me that way, I won’t have anyone talk to me that way especially some fat ass frump of a girl with a smartass mouth.”

  Brad grabbed her by the arm, quickly walking out of the grand room. He couldn’t believe she wanted him to fire Hailey, a definite no-no in his book. She was probably the best thing to have happened to him in forever, he wasn’t about to give her up for nothing. When they got outside, they walked over towards the valet. “Send for the limo please,” Brad said then turning to Rebecca continued, “I think you need to go back to the hotel and cool off. I am not going to fire her because of what you did and I am not going to have you talk about my employees that way. So when you’ve calmed down, you call me, all right. I am not going to let you make me look like an idiot in front of my bosses or employees because you can’t seem to hold your tongue. Any other place would have been fine with me, but not in front of folks I work with.”

  Rebecca looked shocked and dumbfounded as the limo soon came over toward them. “Sweetheart, I’m so sorry for that, listen why don’t you come back with me, I’ll make it up to you I promise.” A sultry smile on her face with a voice that purred like a kitten, she placed her hand inside his jacket. He q
uickly ended her obvious ploy to butter him up by pulling her hand out. Brad was pissed at her actions.

  “Rebecca, I swear any other night that smile of yours would have gotten away with what you just did, but not tonight. I’m very angry and you’re the last person I want to take it out on. So I’ll call you tomorrow, all right.” Brad opened the door, helped her inside and told the driver where to go while they drove off into the night. Taking a deep breath in and slowly letting it back out, he eventually calmed down before heading back inside. He didn’t want to go back inside angry to the point where he would end up arguing with some idiot much less did he want to confront Hailey this way.

  * * * *

  Hailey looked over towards the entrance. She knew she had probably pissed his girlfriend off, but she had no business saying that to her regardless of the fact she was Brad’s girlfriend. Soon he came back in, but this time he was completely alone and appeared to be looking for someone. Then his eyes locked with hers and Hailey noticed a small smile crept across his lips while he walked over towards her way. “I’m sorry about what I said to your girlfriend just now.”

  “No, don’t be sorry, you stood your ground, I admire that in you. Plus she was asking for it for messing with one of the toughest chicks I know.” Brad laughed and she ended up doing the same thing.

  She was thankful he wasn’t sore with her for speaking her mind, either way if he was or wasn’t, his girlfriend deserved every bit of what she had to say. Seeing him laugh like he did brightened up the moment even though they now stood in awkward silence.

  He asked, “Would you dance with me, Hailey?”

  Looking into those beautiful eyes of his, she knew he meant it without a doubt, watching him hold out his hand to take hers. Gathering her gown, Hailey took his hand and they walked onto the dance floor. She felt his arm go around her waist as he held her close to him, so close her breasts almost popped from the bodice of her dress. His hand rested on her back while they swayed softly to the song. It was like no one was there except for them. Neither one of them said a word for only with their eyes did they talk. Never in her life had she been in awe of someone and that someone was Brad Matthews— her boss, her neighbor, and her friend. She noticed his brilliant smile when he said, “You know you look really cute when you blush.”