ROMANCE: Bad Boy Obsession (Stepbrother Biker Taboo Forbidden Romance Thriller Collection) (New Adult Contemporary Romance Stepbrother Short Stories Collection Book 5) by Elisa Elliot Page A
Authors: Elisa Elliot
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the soft shakes in her body. Sensing she was scared he slowed the bike, cutting short his own thrill and covered the last few meters at little more, in his opinion, than a snail’s pace.
Slowly the bike rolled into a small clearing, one dressed in the last wild flowers of the summer. The sun shone its early evening rays directly into the center of the meadow where there was the smallest of spaces not claimed by the flowers. “We’re here,” Mason said excitedly as he tore his helmet from his head. His smile only grew bigger when he looked at Lily and in that instant he knew he would never be able to let her go.
Chapter Seven
Lily looked around the clearing and something new fluttered in her stomach, a feeling that had never been there before. To her it was the most beautiful place in the world, flowers of every color danced seamlessly together surrounded by the tallest of tree’s that secluded the space in its own world away from everything else. There was only one thing that shadowed the image and he was sat next to her. There was so much emotion in his bright blue eyes, so much excitement for her reaction and even under his messy brown hair she could see that everything was for her, he was here for her.
“Thank you,” she whispered, a small tear forming at her eye.
Mason’s carefully lifted her from the bike and held her in his arms like it was both the first and last time he ever would. “No need to thank me,” he whispered gently into her ear, just loud enough for her to hear.
“It’s perfect,” Lily said softly, she was unable to keep her eyes off the dancing meadow for long even when claimed by Mason’s most gentle of embraces.
“I know,” Mason agreed but unlike Lily he wasn’t looking at the clearing. He eyes never left her, never left her soft brown eyes or beautiful smile.
“Why did you bring us here?” Lily asked curiously, she didn’t really care why they were there though, only that they were.
Mason grinned widely, excitement flooding back to his shimmering eyes in an instant. He jogged over to his bike and pulled off the biggest package from the back. “We’re camping!” he exclaimed.
Lily stared back at him, shock outweighing everything else. “You like camping?” she questioned, more than amused at the revelation.
Mason laughed whole heartedly and for that moment he was more carefree than he had ever been in his life. “What about me makes you think I wouldn’t like camping?” he asked humorlessly.
Lily’s eyes traveled down the Celtic tattoo’s that marked his bronzed skin, the leather jacket now tied around his waist and the pure black biker boots that looked so out of place on the soft green grass. “Nothing Mason,” she chuckled, “nothing at all.”
Mason grinned childishly and tossed Lily the bag in his hands. “I’ll start a fire, you set up the tent,” he said with a laugh as he took in Lily’s startled expression.
“Um, I don’t know how,” she said, a little embarrassed.
She waited for the sarcasm, the smirk and the teasing reply but instead she was greeted with a soft smile. “Then we will do it together,” Mason proclaimed much to Lily’s confusion.
She thought over what he had said as she watched him gather dry wood from around the clearing, he had said ‘together’, they would do it together. Mason came up beside her, his arm now full of fallen branches. “When I said together I didn’t mean you watch while I do everything,” he teased, teasing was something that Lily was a lot more familiar with.
“But you’re so good at it,” she joked right back.
Mason sent her his best cheeky smile and together they got to work setting up the little campsite as the sun faded above them. Before the moon could fully take its place a roaring camp fire ignited the small clearing; it was far enough away from the tree’s not to pose a threat but close enough to cast the space in dancing shadows. To Lily it was even more beautiful now than it
Slowly the bike rolled into a small clearing, one dressed in the last wild flowers of the summer. The sun shone its early evening rays directly into the center of the meadow where there was the smallest of spaces not claimed by the flowers. “We’re here,” Mason said excitedly as he tore his helmet from his head. His smile only grew bigger when he looked at Lily and in that instant he knew he would never be able to let her go.
Chapter Seven
Lily looked around the clearing and something new fluttered in her stomach, a feeling that had never been there before. To her it was the most beautiful place in the world, flowers of every color danced seamlessly together surrounded by the tallest of tree’s that secluded the space in its own world away from everything else. There was only one thing that shadowed the image and he was sat next to her. There was so much emotion in his bright blue eyes, so much excitement for her reaction and even under his messy brown hair she could see that everything was for her, he was here for her.
“Thank you,” she whispered, a small tear forming at her eye.
Mason’s carefully lifted her from the bike and held her in his arms like it was both the first and last time he ever would. “No need to thank me,” he whispered gently into her ear, just loud enough for her to hear.
“It’s perfect,” Lily said softly, she was unable to keep her eyes off the dancing meadow for long even when claimed by Mason’s most gentle of embraces.
“I know,” Mason agreed but unlike Lily he wasn’t looking at the clearing. He eyes never left her, never left her soft brown eyes or beautiful smile.
“Why did you bring us here?” Lily asked curiously, she didn’t really care why they were there though, only that they were.
Mason grinned widely, excitement flooding back to his shimmering eyes in an instant. He jogged over to his bike and pulled off the biggest package from the back. “We’re camping!” he exclaimed.
Lily stared back at him, shock outweighing everything else. “You like camping?” she questioned, more than amused at the revelation.
Mason laughed whole heartedly and for that moment he was more carefree than he had ever been in his life. “What about me makes you think I wouldn’t like camping?” he asked humorlessly.
Lily’s eyes traveled down the Celtic tattoo’s that marked his bronzed skin, the leather jacket now tied around his waist and the pure black biker boots that looked so out of place on the soft green grass. “Nothing Mason,” she chuckled, “nothing at all.”
Mason grinned childishly and tossed Lily the bag in his hands. “I’ll start a fire, you set up the tent,” he said with a laugh as he took in Lily’s startled expression.
“Um, I don’t know how,” she said, a little embarrassed.
She waited for the sarcasm, the smirk and the teasing reply but instead she was greeted with a soft smile. “Then we will do it together,” Mason proclaimed much to Lily’s confusion.
She thought over what he had said as she watched him gather dry wood from around the clearing, he had said ‘together’, they would do it together. Mason came up beside her, his arm now full of fallen branches. “When I said together I didn’t mean you watch while I do everything,” he teased, teasing was something that Lily was a lot more familiar with.
“But you’re so good at it,” she joked right back.
Mason sent her his best cheeky smile and together they got to work setting up the little campsite as the sun faded above them. Before the moon could fully take its place a roaring camp fire ignited the small clearing; it was far enough away from the tree’s not to pose a threat but close enough to cast the space in dancing shadows. To Lily it was even more beautiful now than it
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