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“Hmm… I like it when you take me there.”
“You’ve experienced nothing yet.”
Remi wraps her thighs and arms around my body, forcing me to blow out a steadying breath. Will her touch always feel this electrifying?
Not putting too much thought into what the answer might be, I gun the engine and we fly out of her street. She squeals behind me in delight as I speed up on the freeway that heads toward the Heights, and I can’t stop the wide smile that spreads across my face.
I feel different when I’m with her. Like for once in my life, I belong, which is really fucking saying something. I feel anything but when I’m at James’ or in the Bay generally. She’s got some serious fucking magical powers, that’s for fucking sure.
The scenery soon changes to the familiar landscape of my past. The color of the buildings gets darker and the sizes smaller before I have to start swerving around the potholes in the road that didn’t exist a few miles ago.
I can navigate through this place with my eyes shut, so in no time we’re pulling up out the back of Sinners and I’m killing the engine.
“I never thought I’d be excited to be here,” Remi admits when I take the helmet from her and hang it over the handlebars.
No one else would risk leaving something that’s not bolted down, but everyone in town knows this is my bike and they wouldn’t fucking dare touch it, let alone steal it.
“Come on, then. They’ve already ordered dinner.”
“Good, I’m starving.”
Unlike when we were here last, we enter through the back door and head straight up the stairs. Neither Cruz nor D are working tonight; fuck knows how they managed to swing that, but the second I told them my plans they immediately said they’d sort it.
Both of them are a few years older than me. I vaguely remember them from Sterling Heights High, but then to be fair that’s probably because I was never really there rather than them being older. I’ve probably spent more time at Sterling Prep in the last couple of weeks than I did my entire senior year in Sterling Heights High.
“D, get in here,” Cruz shouts the second Remi and I walk into the living room they share in the apartment above the studio. “Jag really did bring his girl back.”
“Fuck off,” I bark as he comes over.
“Ace’s girl! It’s so good to see you.” He holds his hand out for her, and when she slips her fingers into it, he kisses her knuckles and then encourages her to spin for him, which she also does.
He whistles. “Looking good, girl. You’re wasted on this motherfucker, you know that, right?”
“Get your fucking eyes off her.” I pull Remi into my side and Cruz stares at me like I’m some kind of stranger to him.
“Girl, I love ya, but please, hand my guy his balls back. He’s going to think he belongs with the rich ‘uns in the Bay at any moment.”
“I really don’t think he is,” she mutters. “You might think he’s different, but they’re all running scared with just one look.” Cruz barks a laugh.
“Nah, they’ve got it all wrong. He’s all bark. There’s not much to his bite.”
“Oh, I don’t know,” Remi mutters, and my mind goes straight in the gutter as I recall rebranding last night.
“Whoa, is it getting hot in here?” Cruz fans himself before gesturing toward the couch. “Come on, stop loitering in the doorway, mi casa es su casa.”
Tugging Remi behind me, we both fall down onto the couch as Cruz brings us over a bottle of beer each.
“This good or do you need champagne, Princess?”
“Fuck you, Cruz,” Remi snaps, reaching for the bottle and knocking the top off like a pro.
“Ouch, burn,” D says, coming to join us. “Jag, Rem.” He nods. “Dinner’s on its way.”
“So tell us about life in the Bay. What’s it like to have more money than sense?”
“I don’t remember,” Remi says at the same time I reply with, “Fuck knows.”
“Okay let’s try this another way… What’s it like living with people who have more money than sense?”
