idiot! It’s just a motorbike. You can do this.
Checking the time, I see that I only have twenty eight minutes left. I slowly get up from my bed, and my head feels like it has been trampled on by a stampede of elephants. Where did I put my Advil? I find some in my bag, take two, and then make my way to the shower.
The scorching hot water beating down on my face feels amazing. I could stand under here all day, if the water wouldn’t eventually run out. Scrubbing myself clean of any remnants of alcohol coming out of my pores, I savor the feeling of being fresh. There’s nothing better than washing off grime from the day before. Making sure that I’ve shaved all my vital parts, so that I don’t look like a hairy gorilla, I jump out of the shower and towel dry off.
Surveying my dresser, I decide to wear something comfy. I pull out a white tank top with my denim jacket and black leggings. Comfy and casual. It’s not like I’m trying to impress Jesse. He’s just my friend, albeit an overly good looking friend who makes my heart rate increase. Don’t even go there, Maisie. Shaking my head to rid myself of inappropriate thoughts of him, I apply some mascara and eye liner. I decide to let my hair air dry, so I put on my black boots and grab my bag.
Ring ring . I reach for my cell and see Jesse’s number pop up.
“Hi ,” I say, answering the call.
“I’m downstairs. You ready?”
“Let me just lock up. I’ll be down in two minutes.” Hanging up the call, I go to the window and see if I can spot him. There he is, standing right below my window, leaning against his motorbike, his legs crossed at the ankles, and sunglasses over his eyes. Wearing a black leather jacket, black t-shirt that hugs his muscles in all the right places, and black jeans with black biker boots, he looks every bit a biker. I’m not going to lie; I’m dribbling just staring at him from the second floor. I can just imagine what he will look like from up close. Calm down. You’re just friends, remember. Don’t be drooling all over him when you’re face to face.
As I m ake my way downstairs, my hands start to shake. I’m nervous as hell.
“Took your time , didn’t you, darling?” Jesse gives me his dimpled grin while pushing off of his motorbike, walking to meet me on the path. Oh yeah, he looks even better up close. My heart rate is rapidly increasing already. It’s beating so loud, I’m sure he can hear it.
“Well , I didn’t want to appear eager did I?” I say, laughing nervously. Talk about playing it cool.
“You look very nice today , by the way.” I look down at the ground, feeling a blush creeping up my neck and onto my face. “Come on, then. Let’s get going before the traffic gets bad.” After passing me the helmet, he helps me secure it properly. Climbing onto the back of the bike, I wrap my arms around his chest, holding on for dear life, and we haven’t even left yet. God, I can feel every contour of his body. It feels amazing with clothes on, so I can only imagine what it would feel like to run my hands over it with him naked. Shaking my head for the second time today to rid myself of inappropriate thoughts of Jesse, I focus on my heart beat instead. I think my heart is going to pop out of my chest in a minute.
“Maisie, could you loosen up a little bit? I can’t breathe when you squeeze me like an anaconda.” Loosening my grip a little bit, Jesse starts up the engine, and then we breeze down the road.
****
A journey which should have taken twenty minutes , took thirty. I didn’t take into account that I was going to be riding on a motorbike, in the September chill, when I got ready today. That doesn’t matter though; I was only cold for a few minutes. Jesse is like a human radiator. His heat seeped into my body, warming me from the outside in. Every time the wind blew, I got a whiff of his cologne, a spicy, woodsy smell. I hadn’t smelt anything like it before, but it was quickly becoming my
Checking the time, I see that I only have twenty eight minutes left. I slowly get up from my bed, and my head feels like it has been trampled on by a stampede of elephants. Where did I put my Advil? I find some in my bag, take two, and then make my way to the shower.
The scorching hot water beating down on my face feels amazing. I could stand under here all day, if the water wouldn’t eventually run out. Scrubbing myself clean of any remnants of alcohol coming out of my pores, I savor the feeling of being fresh. There’s nothing better than washing off grime from the day before. Making sure that I’ve shaved all my vital parts, so that I don’t look like a hairy gorilla, I jump out of the shower and towel dry off.
Surveying my dresser, I decide to wear something comfy. I pull out a white tank top with my denim jacket and black leggings. Comfy and casual. It’s not like I’m trying to impress Jesse. He’s just my friend, albeit an overly good looking friend who makes my heart rate increase. Don’t even go there, Maisie. Shaking my head to rid myself of inappropriate thoughts of him, I apply some mascara and eye liner. I decide to let my hair air dry, so I put on my black boots and grab my bag.
Ring ring . I reach for my cell and see Jesse’s number pop up.
“Hi ,” I say, answering the call.
“I’m downstairs. You ready?”
“Let me just lock up. I’ll be down in two minutes.” Hanging up the call, I go to the window and see if I can spot him. There he is, standing right below my window, leaning against his motorbike, his legs crossed at the ankles, and sunglasses over his eyes. Wearing a black leather jacket, black t-shirt that hugs his muscles in all the right places, and black jeans with black biker boots, he looks every bit a biker. I’m not going to lie; I’m dribbling just staring at him from the second floor. I can just imagine what he will look like from up close. Calm down. You’re just friends, remember. Don’t be drooling all over him when you’re face to face.
As I m ake my way downstairs, my hands start to shake. I’m nervous as hell.
“Took your time , didn’t you, darling?” Jesse gives me his dimpled grin while pushing off of his motorbike, walking to meet me on the path. Oh yeah, he looks even better up close. My heart rate is rapidly increasing already. It’s beating so loud, I’m sure he can hear it.
“Well , I didn’t want to appear eager did I?” I say, laughing nervously. Talk about playing it cool.
“You look very nice today , by the way.” I look down at the ground, feeling a blush creeping up my neck and onto my face. “Come on, then. Let’s get going before the traffic gets bad.” After passing me the helmet, he helps me secure it properly. Climbing onto the back of the bike, I wrap my arms around his chest, holding on for dear life, and we haven’t even left yet. God, I can feel every contour of his body. It feels amazing with clothes on, so I can only imagine what it would feel like to run my hands over it with him naked. Shaking my head for the second time today to rid myself of inappropriate thoughts of Jesse, I focus on my heart beat instead. I think my heart is going to pop out of my chest in a minute.
“Maisie, could you loosen up a little bit? I can’t breathe when you squeeze me like an anaconda.” Loosening my grip a little bit, Jesse starts up the engine, and then we breeze down the road.
****
A journey which should have taken twenty minutes , took thirty. I didn’t take into account that I was going to be riding on a motorbike, in the September chill, when I got ready today. That doesn’t matter though; I was only cold for a few minutes. Jesse is like a human radiator. His heat seeped into my body, warming me from the outside in. Every time the wind blew, I got a whiff of his cologne, a spicy, woodsy smell. I hadn’t smelt anything like it before, but it was quickly becoming my
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