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SASHA
Holy Water by Bad Company
Seeing the waterfall through Cash’s eyes was like seeing it for the first time all over again when I was thirteen. I’ve never seen him smile so much. He should do it more often because it makes him even more handsome. The best part of the day is being able to wrap my body around him on the back of his bike. The ride back from Malibu is beautiful with the backdrop of the ocean and trees. I don’t want the day to end.
Cash takes the turn to my house and we slow down on the dirt road.
“I don’t want to go home just yet,” I tell him.
He tilts his head, waiting for my direction. I motion to go past the barn and take the turn through the horse trail that leads into Temescal Canyon.
“You do realize this isn’t a dirt bike?” Cash says, as
