Chapter Eight

CHAPTER EIGHT

“Where are we going?” I ask, as we zoom away from the warehouse on Kole’s motorcycle.

“It’s a surprise,” he says.

There’s a playful edge to his voice that I adore. Normally I’d be frightened to be on a motorcycle with a stranger, unaware of where we were going. It’s everything I was warned about while growing up.

There’s something different about him though. That has been clear since when we first met.

He’s not just any stranger. His soul knows my soul and I know I’m safe as long as we’re together.

“Everything about you has been a surprise,” I say.

“A good one I hope,” he replies.

“Amazing.”

It feels amazing to have my arms wrapped around him like this. It feels amazing to be with him, free to do anything we please.

All I want to do is be with him.

Last night was wonderful enough. We spent the night in the warehouse which he said would be safe, one of his hideaway places.

We curled up in blankets. I curled around his body.