Bella and the Happily Ever After by Amy Sparling

Author:Amy Sparling [Sparling, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-20T05:00:00+00:00

10

Liam

Spring Break weekend was probably the worst time for Bella and me to plan a day at the local motocross track. We haven’t gone dirt bike riding together since last summer before I turned pro. It seemed like a good idea last night when we made the plans. I haven’t been on my bike for fun in months. Riding with Team Loco was always work. You couldn’t just have fun and putt around on the track, feeling the wind in your face. Nope. It was all training. All business. All work.

Last night while we were hanging out in my room, when I got the idea to take a day off from all this career research and go riding instead, neither one of us remembered that it was the start of spring break.

Now, as I drive into the track with Bella in the passenger seat, we both turn to look at each other.

“Spring freaking break,” she says, palming her forehead. “I completely forgot.”

“At least our spot is empty,” I say, navigating through the crowded parking lot. Seems like every dirt-bike-owning person in the state decided to show up today. Roca Springs Motocross Park is fairly small, as far as dirt bike tracks go, and a good day might have twenty riders here.

Today it looks like there’s a hundred.

I park next to the ancient oak tree that’s right on the border of the property. It’s off the main stretch of parking spaces, and it’s so far away from the track that most people don’t bother coming here. It’s the place where I fell in love with Bella. I know I haven’t told her yet, because we’ve only been officially dating for a few weeks and I don’t want to be weird, but I love her. I love this girl. I know, without a single shred of doubt, that I do.

One day soon, when the time is right, I’ll tell her.

After we park, I let down the tailgate and unload our bikes while Bella takes out our riding gear and folding lawn chairs. We have a routine, Bella and I, and it’s really comforting. Most girls don’t know crap about motocross, but my girl loves it as much as I do.

I put my dirt bike on the stand and run my hand down the worn seat cover. This old Yamaha brings back some good memories. It’s a great bike and I’ve taken good care of it over the last couple of years, but it’s got nothing compared to the factory ride I had for Team Loco. Their professional bikes cost at least thirty grand. I think I’ve put only about ten grand into my personal bike. But I love it even more because it’s mine.

“Should I be jealous?” Bella says, giving me a flirty look as she shoves my helmet into my hands. “You’re staring at your bike like it’s a hot babe.”

I laugh. “I was just thinking about how much I love this bike. Sure, it’s not as fast as a factory Team Loco bike, but it’s mine.

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