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“Hey, baby girl, what you up to?” Turning I see Oscar strolling towards me, looking hot as hell. “Hey Oscar, I’m getting out of here for a while,” I say nodding at Dot. “Can I join you?” “I want a relaxing ride, Oscar. Feel the wind in my hair, maybe head towards the coast, get away from all the drama.” “I can do that. No big mouth Oscar, I swear. Besides, I know the best place to go,” he pleads, and the puppy dog eyes he gives me are hard to say no to. “No big mouth Oscar and you’ve got yourself a deal.” “Whoop.” Did he just kick his legs in the air like he’s the lead in a jolly Broadway show? I shake my head, he might have a big mouth that gets him into trouble, but he can always put a smile on my face. He pulls a helmet out of thin air and climbs on the Suzuki. Ready to go, just like that. “No leather?” He’s wearing shorts and a top, no other protection. At least he’s wearing a helmet. Back home I never wore protective clothing, but Rafe made me promise to if I wanted to ride. “Nah baby girl, where’s the danger in that?” He winks. “Lead the way then tour guide.” I can see him go to say something, but he thinks better of it shoving his helmet on and starting a slow crawl through the blocks. Once we’re off Featherstone’s grounds he floors it and I’m right behind him. The winding roads are a dream, nobody is around, and it’s just what I need. I’ve missed this, it’s only been a few weeks, but I rode Dot daily before all this. Feeling the rumble between my legs and having full control of the bike always made me feel better. I continue to let Oscar take the lead, enjoying just following his path and not having to worry if I’m going to end up lost. I hope he does know where he’s going though. Just over an hour and a half later and I can smell the sea in the air. So good. I follow him through the busy town, along the road next to the promenade. I’m hoping he knows a quieter part seeing as this place is brimming with people both on the sand and along the sidewalks. He drives for another ten minutes or so and pulls off. I follow him although I’m confused when a house comes into view and he parks in front of the porch. It’s a big house and I can see the direct access to the beach from here. He pulls his helmet off and steps off his bike. I follow suit with my helmet but hold my seat until I figure out why we’re here specifically. “Baby girl, I promise to not let my mouth run and I didn’t say anything before we set off, but damn, you look hot as sin in your leather, and the way you handle your bike. So good,” he purrs as he strolls towards me. “Where are we?” “Oh, no stress. This is one of my parent’s properties. Featherstone High School is only about forty minutes from here, so I always come for the vibes.” Staring him down, I try looking for something that tells me to turn around, but I find nothing, and instead climb off my bike, grab my bag, and follow him inside. This place is all floor to ceiling windows with stunning views and modern touches. “Do you want a tour?” he asks, like it’s a requirement. “I’d rather not, the water is calling me,” I answer honestly, which just makes him grin. “Thank God for that.” He smiles. “Do you need help getting out of your suit?” The question is valid, but the mischief written all over his face just has me rolling my eyes at him. God he makes me do that so often I’m gonna get eye strain. I step out onto the deck and unzip my suit, enjoying the cool breeze against my skin. “Holy crap,” he whispers, and I glance in his direction. He’s staring hard. “I’m glad I didn’t know that was all you had on underneath there, otherwise I’d have never made it here alive.” I can’t help but chuckle at him. “Please, Luna, I need a picture. I can’t promise it won’t go in the spank bank, but its purpose is to send to the guys and have them all jelly because they hate my Susie. They call her a death trap, but look where she led me,” he gushes. It was a straight up no, until they called Susie a death trap. Instead I’m nodding my head in agreement to mess with them. “For real?” he screeches. “I’m about to change my mind, Oscar. What did I say about that mouth?” “Crap, I’ll shut up. I’m sorry.” Getting on with it before I do actually change my mind, I walk towards him and slip one arm out. Leaving me with my bikini and bare skin showing on one side and my leather on the other. I press myself against him, and his arm instantly goes around my waist. “Damn, baby girl.” “Take a selfie, Oscar.” Standing with my bare side closer to the camera I raise my hand, wrapping my fingers around his throat and rise on my tip toes to lick his cheek as he smirks at the camera. I hold myself there for a few seconds then lean back, finding myself actually missing the contact. He grins down at me and shows me the phone and the picture he sent to a group chat. “I’m biased but that’s a hot picture, baby girl.” He pockets his phone and slowly drops the sleeve off my other arm. Leaving me standing with my suit hanging off my waist and my little blue bikini top on full display. His eyes are heating my skin from his attention. “Let’s get you a drink and some sunscreen before I hump you like a dog, yeah?” —from Featherstone Academy Boxset: Volume I @ https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0971SR2MT —also available Featherstone Academy Boxset: Volume II @ https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09JGQVHLB

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🔥 A Hot and Spicy RH Romance Boxset 🔥

“We’re here to assist with your transition to Featherstone Academy.” Suddenly thrown into a world representing bloodlines I know nothing about, forcing my past I refuse to remember into the present, has my world turned upside down. It doesn’t matter that I didn’t want to go to college, it ...