Daddy Dyke on a Bike (Pride Road Trip 2026 #9)

Chapter 1

Teddy

Teddy didn’t know how long she’d been standing at the side of the road for, waiting for someone—anyone—to rescue her. And along came this angel in leather on a motorbike.

Teddy would have given almost anything for a Daddy Domme in leather.

The angel swung her leg over the red bike, pulled off her helmet, shook her short blonde bob back into place, and levelled a look at Teddy. “What’re you doing standing at the side of the road?”

There was something about the way her gaze didn’t waver that made Teddy want to dip her head.

She tussled internally with the instinct; she hadn’t done anything wrong, and she was a grown woman who didn’t need the criticism.

Lifting her chin despite herself, she shrugged. “Just looking to hitch a ride.”

The blonde woman’s eyebrows raised a smidgeon. “Looking to hitch a ride? Here?” As if to punctuate her question, she looked back the way she’d come, and then along the road that stretched out ahead of her.

Okay, she was looking less like an angel and more like a pain in the ass with every second.

And yes, Teddy was aware that she was in danger of sulking, but honestly, she really didn’t need the grief right now. She was stuck on this stretch of road with a bag of clothes, and very little else. Sure, she had a phone, but zero signal.

She shrugged again, trying to hide her frustration at all the questions. What had she hoped for though? Of course whoever offered her a lift would ask questions, she’d have asked questions if it had been her, coming across a pink-haired woman abandoned in the middle of the road.

Her silence must have given something away because the other woman’s expression softened slightly. “Arden.”

“Huh?”

“I’m Arden. Need a lift somewhere?”

Now, meeting Arden’s eyes, Teddy could see sympathy there that she must have originally mistaken for judgement. A pang of guilt hit her and she smiled awkwardly. “I’m Teddy, and just being able to get off this road would be a godsend. You can dump me at the next town; I’m sure that would be fine.”

There was a pause whilst Arden looked at her, and Teddy found herself squirming under the scrutiny. “I’m not sure that the next town over would necessarily be a good idea; they’re… not the biggest fan of outsiders.”

“How do you know that I’d be an outsider?”

“You’ve got pink hair and queer vibes,” said Arden bluntly. “It’s cute as fuck, but this area is pretty right-wing. I wouldn’t feel comfortable dropping you somewhere you might not be safe.”

“Oh.” Teddy drooped, and fought the tears that suddenly burned behind her eyes. “I didn’t realize that.”

“I figured,” said Arden, her voice warm. “I grew up not too far from here, and even I don’t hang around places much. How did you end up out here?”

Teddy’s face flamed. “There was a woman…”

“There’s always a woman,” said Arden, and there was a twinkle in her eye that gave away that there had likely been more than a few women in her past as well. “But she can’t have been much of a person if she ditched you out here.”

“She didn’t,” Teddy protested. “She didn’t abandon me, well, not here. We dated in college, and I thought we were doing the long-distance thing. And she… she didn’t.”

Cristina had been so shocked to see her; but what had stung even more than that was how her ex’s beautiful and sophisticated fiancée had laughed at her. “Seriously Crissie, you dated that? What were you thinking?”

Teddy was not a ‘that’, and she certainly hadn’t waited around to be insulted further. So she wasn’t the height of sophistication, what the fuck did that matter? She was kind and sweet, and had a good heart. That’s what really mattered.

Unfortunately, leaving the small town her ex was living in had been a little more complicated.

A bus filled with fairly obnoxious drunken men, meant that Teddy asked to be set down earlier than expected.

She should have stuck it out, but she hadn’t the headspace to deal with the incessant come-ons, and she certainly hadn’t felt comfortable enough to tell them she was gay as a deterrent.

So she’d been left here on the side of the road. And it hadn’t occurred to her that getting a Lyft or a ride would be difficult until she discovered the lack of signal. Teddy had tried walking for a bit, but the midday sun was too hot to leave the shade.

Arden’s face had hardened, and hmphed.

“I know it was foolish,” Teddy tried to explain, “I should have called her first to say I was coming, but it was supposed to be a surprise and—”

“—that wasn’t aimed at you.” The other woman cut across Teddy’s explanation. “That was most definitely aimed at your ex—who sounds like a prick, by the way.”

Teddy snort-laughed, her first laugh in hours.

“Look, where are you headed? I’ve not got anywhere to be for a while, so I can make sure you get to your destination safely.”

The offer seemed genuine, and Teddy found herself rifling through her pockets to find the piece of paper she’d written her cousin’s address down on. “I’m trying to get to Missoula; my cousin owns a club there.”

“Oh yeah?” Arden looked curious. “I travel through there fairly regularly. What’s the name of the club? Anywhere I might know?”

Teddy paused. “It’s a little… niche. Club Delight.”