Long Ride (Riding with Honor) by Avery Rebecca

Author:Avery, Rebecca [Avery, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-06-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Becca changed into some jeans and the heavy jacket he insisted she wear and went in search of him. He had rolled his motorcycle out of the garage. The bike was simply a completion of all that he was, a mischievous and rowdy rebel with a heart of gold. It was like the one accessory that when added to an outfit completely changes the atmosphere of it.

After she managed to get the helmet on, slide onto the seat behind him, and wrap her arms around his waist she relaxed against him. She loved the feel of being wrapped around him, she loved being with him, she loved the things he said, the way he took care of everyone. Especially her.

The day was beautiful and she couldn’t help but appreciate the ride. It felt like the strong rush of wind was blowing away all of her worries and fears. She finally understood why he was the way he was. The feeling of freedom she got just from riding behind him was exhilarating.

All too soon they pulled up to the Johnson’s house. She managed to get off bike, remove the helmet and attempt to push her hair back in place before Chuck stepped out the front door.

“I bow to you man! You have managed to corrupt her in less than a week, first with all the sex, and now the bike. What’s next?” Chuck laughed.

“Chuck… I need to talk to you about your paintings,” she said, attempting to ignore his comment and the wide smile that displayed on his handsome face. He and Meredith would have beautiful children someday.

“I know. Carla called me at the shop. Let’s go in and get some tea and you can tell me whatever it is that has your panties in a knot,” Chuck said.

Once they were settled at the kitchen table with Carla and Meredith joining them, she took a deep breath and said, “The gallery is showcasing one of the paintings you did of Meredith.”

It was best to get it out in the open and go from there but the shocked look on Meredith’s face spoke volumes.

“Oh God! Which one?” she asked. “How did they get it, Chuck?”

“There were no paintings of people and especially not of Meredith in my closet, so how did one of my paintings get shipped?” Chuck asked angrily.

“I shipped it,” Judge Patterson said from the entry to the kitchen. “Carla called and asked me about it. I figured this day would come eventually so I thought I would stop by and shed some light on things.”

“What are you talking about, Grandpa?” Meredith asked.

“The painting wasn’t vulgar by any means but it is just breathtaking in its elegance and simplicity. It’s the same quality as the painting of your grandmother. That is the art that he should be showcasing… those that come from his heart and soul,” Nathan Patterson said.

“The paintings he creates while using his feelings are what will put his name in the history books. I knew it when he gave me the picture of your grandmother.

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