“Fantastic, I thought I could use my assignment for DCM Tech to help you with yours.”
I can’t help my grin.
Now that’s what I’m talking about.
Unable to refrain myself from planting a quick kiss on his lips, I lean back and clap.
“Lead the way handsome.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
(Luna)
I sat with Kai all afternoon running through surveillance and finding hot spots. By the time my tummy grumbles, I have my plan laid out. That was Thursday, I decided to show a big fuck you and skipped all Friday, avoiding calls from West and the guys. Red had been texting me still, making sure I’m okay, and she was about the only person I had the energy to entertain.
Now it’s Saturday morning and I’m rolling Dot out of the garage, helmet in hand, ready to get my bike on. It’s not too hot today, but I can still feel the heat in my leathers. Which is why I’ve only got a bikini on underneath.
“Hey baby girl, what you up to?”
Turning I see Oscar strolling towards me, looking hot as hell. “Hey Oscar, I’m getting out of here for a while,” I say nodding at Dot.
“Can I join you?”
“I want a relaxing ride Oscar. Feel the wind in my hair, maybe head towards the coast, get away from all the drama.”
“I can do that. No big mouth Oscar, I swear. Besides, I know the best place to go,” he pleads, and the puppy dog eyes he gives me are hard to say no to.
“No big mouth Oscar and you’ve got yourself a deal.”
“Whoop.”
Did he just kick his legs in the air like he’s the lead in a jolly Broadway show? I shake my head, he might have a big mouth that gets him into trouble, but he can always put a smile on my face.
He pulls a helmet out of thin air and climbs on the Suzuki. Ready to go, just like that.
“No leather?”
He’s wearing shorts and a top, no other protection. At least he’s wearing a helmet. Back home I never wore protective clothing but Rafe made me promise if I wanted to ride.
“Nah baby girl, where’s the danger in that?” he winks.
“Lead the way then tour guide.”
I can see him go to say something, but he thinks better of it shoving his helmet on and starting a slow crawl through the blocks.
Once we’re off Featherstone’s grounds he floors it and I’m right behind him. The winding roads are a dream, nobody is around and it’s just what I needed. I’ve missed this, it’s only been a few weeks, but I rode Dot daily before all this. Feeling the rumble between my legs and having full control of the bike always made me feel better.
I continue to let Oscar take the lead, enjoying just following his path and not having to worry if I’m going to end up lost. I hope he does know where he’s going though.
Just over an hour and a half later and I can smell the sea in the air.
So good.
I follow him through the busy town along the road next to the promenade. I’m hoping he knows a quieter part seeing as this place is brimming with people both on the sand and along the sidewalks. He drives for another ten minutes or so and pulls off. I follow him although I’m confused when a house comes into view and he parks in front of the porch.
It’s a big house and I can see the direct access to the beach from here. He pulls his helmet off and steps off his bike. I follow suit with my helmet but hold my seat until I figure out why we’re here specifically.
“Baby girl, I promise to not let my mouth run and I didn’t say anything before we set off, but damn, you look sexy as sin in your leather, and the way you handle your bike, fuck. So good,” he purrs as he strolls towards me.
“Where are we?”
“Oh, no stress. This is one of my parent’s properties. Featherstone High School is only about forty minutes from here, so I always come for the vibes.”
Staring him down, I try looking for something that tells me to turn around, but I find nothing, and instead climb off my bike, grab my bag and follow him inside.
This place is all floor to ceiling windows with stunning views and modern touches.
“Do you want a tour?” he asks like it’s a requirement.
“I’d rather not, the water is calling me,” I answer honestly, which just makes him grin.
“Thank god for that,” he smiles, “Do you need help getting out of your suit?”
The question is valid, but the mischief written all over his face just has me rolling my eyes at him. God he makes me do that so often I’m gonna get eye strain. I step out onto the deck and unzip my suit, enjoying the cool breeze against my skin.
“Holy shit,” he whispers, and I glance in his direction.
He’s staring hard, “I’m glad I didn’t know that was all you had on underneath there otherwise I’d have never made it here alive.”
I can’t help but chuckle at him.
“Please Luna, I need a picture. I can’t promise it won’t go in the spank bank, but its purpose is to send to the guys and have them all jelly, because they hate my Susie. They call her a death trap, but look where she led me,” he gushes.
Fuck it was a straight up no, until they called Susie a death trap. Instead I’m nodding my head in agreement to fuck with them.
“For real?” he screeches.
“I’m about to change my mind Oscar, what did I say about that mouth?”
“Shit, I’ll shut up. I’m sorry.”
Getting on with it before I do actually change my mind, I walk towards him and slip one arm out. Leaving me with my bikini and bare skin showing on one side and my leather on the other. I press
