Page 77 of The Samaritan


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Her thighs clamped against his legs as they went down the steep hill to the water. She wiggled slowly. He assumed she was trying to relieve the pressure against his back. Little did she know he was enjoying all her weight on him.

The ride was about thirty minutes. It was a good run for a first timer, but he had no doubt her ass would be sore by the time they stopped. He pulled along a gravel parking lot. They were the only ones there. On weekends the river had more traffic, but on weekdays it was deserted. He slowed to a stop and turned off the engine. Before he could even give her instruction, she was getting off the bike. It was slow, as if she was concentrating on the right way to do it.

Once she dismounted, he kicked out the stand and emerged off the bike, taking his helmet off and slinging it over the handlebars. She was down by the water’s edge, struggling with the strap on her helmet and twisting her head from side to side. He snickered at the sight. Her tiny little body with a huge helmet. If she moved too fast, she’d probably topple over.

“Let me get it.”

She turned, but the straps were hanging, and then she pulled it off her head, turning back to the water. “This is really pretty.”

Caden gazed off to the river. It was a nice, quiet spot. In the summer, kids came down and swam, families picnicked.

“You come here a lot?”

“Not as much as I used to. Came more when Trev was little. The kid would stay in the water till his lips turned blue.”

She glanced over her shoulder, grinning.

“I bet it’s beautiful when the leaves change, huh?”

“Yeah. We’ll have to come back and see.” His innuendo was she’d still be there in a month from now. He wasn’t quite sure where it came from. He rarely looked into the future, but she had him seeing life a bit differently.

“There was this small lake down the road from my house when I was little. It wasn’t much to look at and they didn’t allow swimming because it was private, but in the fall, all the leaves would change colors. Don’t know if they planned it or just got lucky, but every other tree was red. I used to sneak in through the woods by my street.” She giggled. “Ticks all over my pants and God knows what else lurking in the brush, but every year in mid-October, I’d do it.” She paused scanning around the river. “Just to see those red leaves.”

She seemed almost lost in a memory. He watched her in silence. She’d shared with him only snippets from her life. Caden wanted more, hell, he wanted it all. He could ask, but he had a feeling her sharing would have to be on her terms.

“You ever get caught trespassing?”

She laughed. “Nope.” She glanced back and smirked. “I was stealthy as a kid.”

Caden barked out a laugh. “Can’t picture that, but I’ll take your word.”

He settled down on the ground and watched as she slowly made her way to him. She dropped to her knees, checking out the area with a small smile playing on her lips. She loved it. He could tell from her expression. She scooted to her ass and sat next to him.

“What kind of kid were you?”

Caden shrugged. “Depends on who you ask. Pop and Kase would say I was a pain in the ass.”

“What about Drake, what would he say?”

“You’d have to ask him.”

“I bet he’d say you were a good kid, maybe a big heart.” She smiled. “Loyal as fuck.”

Caden grinned, staring out at the river. “I see you’ve already asked Drake then.”

She shook her head. “He offered it up. He said if I stayed and gave you more time, I’d get to see it.”

Caden’s face tightened. Big fucking mouth on Drake, not knowing when to stay out of his business. Caden scanned the river and avoided her stare, which he could feel on him.

“Thanks for bringing me here.” She glanced over the lake. “It reminds me of home.”

Her thigh pressed against his, and she looked out over the river.

“Ya ever think about going back, just to visit?”

“Nope.” It was said without hesitation, and Caden turned his head, watching her profile.

“Not even for your friend, who’s not your friend?”

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