Page 101 of Someone Exactly Like Me (Wounded Hearts 1)
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Nicco
My night was restless. Though I’m tired, I’m excited for our drive along SP601. When she comes out of her room for breakfast, the sight of her catches my full attention. Snug jeans encapsulate her long legs, her black top is open across her entire back with a tie that wraps around her narrow waist, and her hair is in a single braid. She doesn’t see it, but she’s so damn sexy.
We eat breakfast and get ready to head out on the motorcycle.
“Nicco.” She stops me before we leave.
“Yeah?”
“Would you mind bringing Ana’s letter with us? I’d like to try something if you’re open to it.”
Ana’s letter? I don’t know that I want to have it with me on our day together. “What do you want to do?”
“You said we’re going to a beach, right?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. Do you trust me?”
Unquestioningly. “Yes.”
“Okay. Bring the letter. I’ll tell you more later.”
I get the letter out of my wooden box and tuck it into the pocket of my leather jacket. “Do you have any kind of jacket with you? You might want it for the ride.”
“I don’t. I just have my sweatshirt.”
“Hmm. I have one. It might be just a little big on you.” Getting my other black leather jacket out of the closet, I hand it to her.
As she puts her arms through, the sleeves are too long and the bottom hangs below her butt. She’s fucking adorable.
I chuckle. “Perfect fit.”
Catching her reflection in the mirror, she laughs. “Right.”
We go out to the garage and I turn the key on my motorcycle. The roar of the engine makes me smile.
“Where I’m taking you, the speeds aren’t fast, but I want you to hold onto me, okay?”
She nods, with a look on her face that tells me she’s a little scared.
We mount the bike and she wraps her arms around my waist. I love the way she feels against me. As I drive through the small streets of town, I point out shops and interesting things she might want to see. Then I take her by my high school, as requested.
Once we’re on SP601, I increase my speed on the open road, but not too much. The straight stretch hugs the coastline. Above us, the sky is a clear, bright blue with a few clouds floating by. Ocean water stretches beyond what our eyes can see. She rests against my back and I lay my arm down on her leg. She feels so right.Damn I don’t want her to go.
The wind in my face, a woman who’s sneaking into my heart wrapped around me, and empty road for miles, I ride. About half an hour in, I pull off the road to a spot where we can walk down onto the beach. She unwraps from me and carefully dismounts the bike.
“It’s so beautiful,” she says, taking in the view. “Is this where we’ll go on the beach?”
“Yes. We go down just over there.” I point. “This is a perfect spot because no one really comes here.”
“Okay.” She takes off her shoes and socks.
I do the same. Taking her hand, I lead her down to the sand where we walk close to the water’s edge. Together we stare into the ocean, letting it soothe us. The beach is my sanctuary. Having Destiny here with me, makes it heaven.
She turns to me. “You have Ana’s letter?”
