The Do-Over (The Miles High Club) by T L Swan

Author:T L Swan [Swan, T L]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Montlake
Published: 2022-08-29T16:00:00+00:00

Five hours later we walk out of our hotel lobby hand in hand. We’re on our way to the hostel to pick up some more clothes for tonight.

And . . . just as Christopher predicted, we went to the sex shop, came back to our room, and spent the last two hours in bed. I can confirm there was both sucking and slapping. I can also confirm that the man is an animal. I’m feeling pretty animalistic myself, actually.

I feel flushed, excited, and utterly well fucked.

“Good afternoon,” Christopher says to the doormen.

“Good afternoon, sir,” they all reply.

He looks around. “You want to walk, Grumps?”

“It’s a bit far, isn’t it?”

“It is a nice day.” He twists his lips. “Uber then?”

“I guess.”

“We do have bicycles, sir,” one of the doormen replies.

“You do?”

“Yes, sir. At the other entrance on the side street, we have bicycles you can use.”

Christopher’s eyes meet mine. “Want to ride a bike?”

I smirk. I have been riding all day.

“Sure.”

“Great, thanks.” We walk around to the other door, and the bikes are all lined up.

They are bright yellow and vintage-style with the big loopy handlebars.

“Can we have two bikes, please?” he asks the attendant.

“Sure thing.” The attendant unhooks two bikes, and we put on our helmets and climb on.

I wobble around as I push off. “I haven’t ridden a bike in years.” I laugh.

“Same,” Christopher replies as he concentrates. “Woo.” He gets the wobbles and crashes into the curb. He has to dive off before he falls.

I laugh so hard I jackknife the handlebars, and I fall off too. I lie on the side street, giggling as he and the attendants help me up.

“Our date tonight might be in the hospital,” Christopher says as he pulls me up by the hand.

“I know.” I giggle. Oh, this is so fun.

The attendant looks worried. “May I call you a cab, sir?”

“No, it’s okay,” Christopher replies happily. “You all right, Grumps?”

“Uh-huh.” I push off again, this time concentrating on keeping the handlebars straight. I stand as I pedal, and he does too. We both laugh out loud like little kids riding bikes for the first time. We get to the intersection and look both ways. To the right is full-on traffic chaos, and to the left it’s deserted.

We glance at each other. “Left,” we say together. We push off, and with huge goofy smiles on our faces, we ride off into the sunset . . . only there is no sunset.

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