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“Well that makes two of us,” said Summer bluntly. “’Cause I like you a whole lot. And I know what you’re about to say so please just don’t. I get it.”
She threw on her clothes as fast as she could. She pulled the bedding on her side of the bed up, loosely making it. Wilson was likely going to wash the sheets but she did it anyway. She tidied up some as well in the living room.
“Leave that. You don’t have to do that,” he said apologetically.
“No problem,” she said coldly, trying not to cry.
“Hey,” he said catching up to her at the door. “I am sorry if I’ve hurt you.”
“Now you look at me,” Summer said with tears in her eyes. “You’re not going to see me again, are you?”
“No,” he said softly. “I’m not. Sweetheart, I am not right for you. You can’t be going around with a biker, even if he’s me. Summer I am ten years older than you. You have no business hanging out with me and you certainly have no business being at Rowdy’s.”
“Well I am going to apply for a job there,” she said adamantly. “Don’t worry. I promise I will not give you the time of day. And don’t bother with the ride. You’re close enough to my house. It’s broad daylight. I don’t need you.”
She opened the door but he gently but firmly pressed it shut.
“Take a deep breath,” he said softly. “This is for your own good, you’ll see. Now, I will too give you a ride home.”
“No,” she said. “I really don’t want my parents to see me with you.”
That hurt his feelings. She got the nerve to look him in the eye and she saw that she had wounded him. She was a little glad for it. Served him right to tell her after the fact that he shouldn’t be with her.
It was easy enough for her to walk which he let her do. The distance from Wilson’s to her house was not more than two miles. Fortunately, the weather was good. It didn’t take long after she started walking, to wish that Wilson had gotten on his bike and was somehow following her.
She heard the whir of a bike in the distance behind her, her hopes raised. The biker pulled over. He was too heavy to be Wilson. It was Duran.
“Hey,” he called. “Remember me?”
“Yeah,” she said. “Hey.”
“You heading somewhere?” he asked.
“Yeah, I am just going home,” she said.
“I’ll give you a ride,” he said.
“It’s a real nice day. I think I’ll walk,” she replied.
“Oh come on,” he said. “Let me make up for being a jerk last night.”
“You weren’t a jerk,” she said.
She had thought he was sort of one but now that he was being nice, she gave him a break.
“Hop on. I will give you a ride,” he said.
Touching Duran was not as nice by any means as touching Wilson. Duran was soft to the touch. It gave Summer the willies just making contact with him. Especially after spending recent times with Wilson. She reluctantly braced herself against him. Neither of them wore a helmet. Her hair quickly became tangled as they rode.
Summer gave him direction by pointing. They were pulling up in front of her home quickly. Her parents were not home. They were already off to work. Duran turned off the motor. He lingered a little too long. It felt awkward. She just wanted him to go on. But he didn’t go.
“I’ll walk you to the door,” said Duran.
Summer didn’t want him to but she tolerated it. He followed her to the front door and waited until her fitted the key into the lock. He hovered.
“Thanks,” she said coldly.
As she stepped inside the home, Duran gave the door a shove. He shoved her forward and closed the door behind them. Summer was in a panic. He was a big man and she was petite person. His intentions were clear.
