The car turned right, and I couldn’t keep up anymore. I wasn’t going to catch them on foot. I came to a stop, keeled over, and tried to catch my breath. My eyes scanned the area, searching for an answer as to how the fuck I was going to catch up to them, when I saw a little girl’s bicycle lying in a random lawn. It was pink and turquoise and had rainbow streamers spewing from the handlebars.
Good enough.
I dashed into the yard and assessed my new ride. The fucker was tiny, so I’d have to basically stand as I peddled like an idiot after that godforsaken car.
So be it.
I apologized in my mind to the poor little girl whose bike I was about to steal. I took a look at the address super quickly. Maybe I’d return it. I doubted it, though. I’d be lucky if that baby didn’t explode to smithereens under my big ass body.
Sorry, kiddo.
I boarded my stolen rainbow express bicycle and sped off like a bat out of hell.
Cody
Ross turned on really cheesy R&B love songs, which were a little on the nose but still appreciated. The more I thought about how Ross approached me at Rowan’s party, the more I admired it. It took guts to put yourself out there and hope for the best. It was brave, and I liked it.
Unlike that fucking coward who wants to hide all of his feelings.
Ross brushed his hand over mine, and I could feel the blush on my cheeks. He chuckled at my bashfulness, and I had to laugh at myself. This was weird, but a good weird. It felt nice. It felt…normal?
I managed to calm my thumping heart with some slow, deep breathing and finally found the nerve to speak. “So, where are we going?”
He shrugged, and the movement made his pecs flex. “Dunno. Maybe we’ll drive around for a bit?”
He bit his lower lip again, andfuckit was still doing it for me. I didn’t want to drive around for a bit. I wanted to make out. “We could always go to the park,” I suggested. “I could show you the way.”
His smirk made the blood rush to my crotch. My mind raced with all the ways I could be screwing this up. Did I come on too strong? Too eager? Too easy? Should I have played the game a little more?
I was on the verge of spiraling when Ross said, “I love the idea of seeing the park. Show me the way.”
The cheesiest smile forced its way on my face. I knew I looked like the biggest idiot, but nothing could stop this feeling: the anticipation, the butterflies, the suspense. Was I about to lose my virginity in a car? Car sex? That sounded so hot, but was I ready for it?
One thing at a time, Cody.Maybe make out a little first. You don’t have to be ass up, face down in his car if you don’t want to.
But I kind of wanted to…
The sting of Rafael kissing someone else hadn’t completely worn off yet. I was hurt, and I wanted to forget about him.
Why not forget about him by getting railed in the backseat?
It seemed like a solid plan for the state of mind I was in.
My gaze turned to Ross as I started giving him directions when I saw the most ludicrous sight I’d ever seen.
Rafael was on an honest-to-God child’s bicycle, standing up right but bent over as he peddled the thing like a maniac.
He pulled up alongside the driver’s side front window and screamed, “Pull the fuck over.”
“Rafael? What the hell?”
Ross released a scream that sounded part dolphin call part rooster before yelling to Rafael, “What the actual fuck, man!”
“Pull the fuck over, and let Cody out of the car!”
What was happening? I couldn’t believe it was real. Whose fucking bike was that? It was tiny! I would have been laughing if I hadn’t been so mortified.
“Rafael! Go back to the party! You’re insane!”
