Chase did the one thing guaranteed to blow away the cobwebs of confusion, threading his thoughts into a muddled jumble.
He hit the road.
Slamming his visor down, he glanced over his shoulder, let out the throttle, and savoured the roar of the motorbike as he pulled out onto the open highway.
It had been way too long since he’d done this.
Putting his past behind him came at a price, and while slaving his guts out to make a success of his business, he missed the simple things in life. Like making pasta from scratch, cooking the rich, creamy sauces his Nana had shown him, growing the herbs to complete any good meal, taking off on a whim, and riding as far as a tank of petrol lasted.
And Amaya.
He’d missed her more than he’d ever imagined and hadn’t known how much until she’d strutted ba
