A Hunger to Share ( Book One )

chapter 11

Ada

Ada was leanning against James's bike, watching as he
walked towards her after his shift ended, clad in the biker jacket that hug his body perfectly, green eyes glowing with excitment.

"Hey." She akonowledged him with a little smile and a nod.

"You're here."

"I said I would be, didn't I?"

"I wasn't sure you'd actually show up."

Ada pushed herself off his bike. "I don't stand people up."

"But you like to surprise them."

"That's not the same thing. Where are we going?"

James scratched the back of his neck. "I was thinking about a resturant. I'm starving. You down?"

"Yes."

James let Ada sit in front of him on the ride to the restaurent which lifted her spirits a great deal.

This time she didn't shout like a banshee. She just sat there, her back against his warm chest and let him teach her how to ride his bike, although she wouldn't mind riding him either.

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When the waiter brought their stakes, Ada groaned inwardly. Human food wasn't her favorite. She could eat it of course, but it would not sustain her.

At least it was a bloody stake, so it wasn't that awful. Humans ate it too. It wasn't suspicious. Ada knew some resturants in Rügen served blood, but she couldn't risk it.

James refilled their glassess with red wine which was quiet delicious. Ada mostly played with her food and watched James practically devour his own. Thankfuly he didn't seem to realize she didn't have much apetite.

The waiter appeared a few times and asked if they needed anything. James said no and thanked him politely.
He was too oblivious but Ada cought the waiter staring at him from time to time. He noticed Ada eyeing him and blushed, looking away.

She just smiled sadly. She knew he probably wasn't Jame's type. But she couldn't blame him for staring. James was too beautiful for his own good. With dark, long eyebrows, green eyes one could get lost in and delicious lips he was a lot of people's dream guy.

After the ordeal was over, they went for a walk to burn the extra calories. James let her sit in the front again, and gave her some new information about his sweet bike. Ada listened carefully.

They ended up walking on the side of chalk clifs in Jasmund national park, where she'd suggested. James had accepted gladly.

The night sky was a clear blue-black. The smell of cold, refreshing. This park was one of the best places in Rügen island, one of her favorites. Ada didn't like the sea much, but she liked walking alongside it, wind in her hair, fresh salt air on her skin, the beautiful baltic sea stretched out in front of her.

"It's so beautiful here." James said in awe, staring at the dark horizen.

"Yeah. It's a little piece of heaven. You should see at day time. It's even more beautiful."

"Coming from a girl who thinks this town is boring."

Ada sat down on the edge of the cliff, tucking one knee to her chest, the other dangling in mid air. "The fact that it's boring doesn't mean it can't be beautiful."

"That doesn't make that much sense." James joined her, leaning back on his hands, looking at peace.

She shot him an unimpressed look. "I'm not blind, just tired."