Page 118 of The Treble With Men

I hugged him before he slid into his leather coat. “Mmm. You smell good,” I said.

“The weather is perfect.” He glanced out an open window.

“Let’s take the bike then.” I grabbed my own jacket as I tugged him along.

“Really?” He let me pull him outside and into the garage.

“Yes. I miss it.”

He gave me a look before handing me a helmet. “Let’s go, beautiful.” He winked at me and I felt sixteen again. But in the good way.

I straddled the back of the bike and wrapped my arms tightly around him. It vibrated to life with a roar.

“Ready?” He turned to yell at me.

“I’m so ready.”

He squeezed my thigh. We headed down the driveway and soon were on the mountain roads. The wind whipped my skin and the sun warmed me. I was fully alive. I rested my head on his back and smiled.

My life was just beginning.

THE END