Raptor
ADRIANA TOLD ME where she lived and I took the scenic route so she could enjoy the ride and I could enjoy her arms around me that much longer.
When we arrived at her home, I was a little taken aback. Having found out that her mother owned ‘Dazzle’, I’d expected, I don’t know… a mansion in the hills or something that hinted of wealth. Instead, her house was small and quaint, and nestled inside of a quiet little neighborhood, inhabited by retirees who apparently spent most of their days making their yards immaculate.
As I shut off my bike, the front door of her house opened and a woman stepped outside. She had a smile on her face, but the look in her eyes was frosty.
“Crap,” mumbled Adriana, getting off of the bike. “I thought she’d be at work.”
I could tell right away where Ad
