Stone Cold by Olivia Rigal

Author:Olivia Rigal
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romantic Suspense, Mystery & Suspense, Contemporary, Romance, New Adult & College, Suspense, Multicultural & Interracial, Literature & Fiction
ISBN: 1497490340
Publisher: Lady O Publishing LLC
Published: 2014-03-30T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

I leave all the dirty dishes in the kitchen for later, and we go to the garage, turn on the lights, and open the garage door to look at David's bikes. Everest tinkers with the big machine that just came back, and then he rolls it out of the garage and takes it for a ride around the block.

While I wait for him to return, a pack of bikers ride by. It's not unusual, since my street links two main roads, yet they startle me. Suddenly, I feel very vulnerable. I'm alone in the house, and the glaring lights of David's workshop make it impossible for me to see outside while making me a perfect target. It seems as though they're slowing down as they drive by the house, but it may just be my overactive imagination.

I shrug the uneasiness away. I've got to get a grip on myself.

Soon enough, Everest returns from his short test ride.

"It's in perfect condition," he says as he wheels the monster back in. "I can tell your brother took real good care of it, but I agree—it's too heavy for you."

He turns around to look at the other machine, higher and leaner, the one David taught me on, the one he never meant for me to ride alone. He taught me because he believed it was one of those things I should learn how to do, even if I never got any real use from it. At the time, he probably thought either Brian or he was going to be around forever to take me places.

Before he removes his helmet, I grab mine and get on the lighter bike.

"Come on, I'll take you for a ride," I say as I kick the machine to life.

The look on his face is priceless. There's so many different expressions colliding, but what remains in the end are surprise and amusement. He doesn't falter—he climbs on behind me, and I can't decide if he's brave, suicidal, or just a trusting soul. There's no tension in his body as he wraps his arms around my waist.

We roll down the street toward the beach, and I'm having more fun than I have in a long time. I love this feeling of freedom, but right now it's all about more physical sensations. There's the blissful state I get into after a glass of wine, the vibration of the engine between my legs, and then Everest's strong body against my back and his hand on my stomach… wow. This is getting distracting. I concentrate on the driving as we reach the sand, and I ride all the way to the pier, where I can lean the machine against one of the posts.

As Everest shifts his body to get off the bike, I realize this has been distracting for him as well. We remove our helmets and sit together on the sand. The swash of the waves is relaxing, and the moon is bright enough to let me study his profile as he looks at the ocean.

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