August

Chapter Three

She was walking down the street with her black short dress, one of the few she had brought with her, it was also the first time in a while she put high heels on. She had always used sneakers since she came back, she couldn't really match high heels with hoodies and she didn't really had the right occasion to put them on. She really didn't know where that place was and she hoped it wasn't that far away honestly, she couldn't walk for kilometers with those things on for sure. Maybe they could use his bike, damn she wanted to try to drive it so much. Probably if she had asked he would have let her but it wasn't like you could ask a stranger you barely talked to "Hey can I please ride your bike?" it would have looked weird.

She spotted him from far, waiting for her in the place they had planned to. He was early, she had decided to go there a few minutes before not to make him wait but it looked like he did anyway, she couldn't tell if he had been there for a lot or he had just arrived, the important part was that he was there. She had thought about what to do if he hadn't shown up, she didn't have his number to call him and she definitely couldn't wait for him all night. Luckily it wasn't a problem since he was already there.

"Hey, did I make you wait?" she asked approaching him.

"No don't worry, I was just a few minutes early" he answered, giving her a smile.

He was wearing black trousers and a white shirt, the first buttons popped open to give him a more casual look, like the previous evening. He was hot, she couldn't deny it, his hair were messy and it looked like he fixed his beard. She could smell the same cologne he wore the previous day, it was fresh and musky.

"So, what's our destination?" she asked, hoping they wouldn't get far away.

"As I told you it's a disco not really far form here. Seeing your high hills we can go with my bike if you want, I have a spare helmet. I won't drink much since I actually have to go home from here by bike and it's pretty far" he suggested.

"If it's not a problem for you" she answered, she didn't want to be a burden, she could walk.

"It's not a problem, I swear I don't get drunk or tipsy if I know I have to drive" he said.

"Ok then, lead the way" she smiled.

Luckily his bike wasn't far away and as he said he had a spare helmet. She believed he had noticed when she stared for a few seconds at the engine, but she still couldn't ask him to let her ride it, maybe if they had known each others better she would have.

"Hold onto me, I don't want you to fall" he said straddling the bike and putting his helmet on.

Did she really have to? How was she supposed to hold onto him? Like a hug? Too tight? Too softly? What was the right grip to use to hold a stranger's torso on his bike to prevent herself from loosing balance? Damn she just had to stop overthinking and just do it. 

She straddled the engine behind him, put her helmet on too and wrapped her arms around his torso, not too tightly, not too loosely, just the right mix of the two. Cal started riding the bike toward their destination, that in fact, wasn't that far away, but definitely far enough for her high heels. The disco looked amazing, it was quite crowded inside but the outer place looked nice. There was a wide space with some grass and some couches every here and there, that were even enough far from each other to allow some privacy to whoever sat on them.

"Let's get inside and order a drink, then we can stay outside if you want" Cal said taking her helmet to put it into the bike's trunk.

"Sure!" she nodded following him.

They ordered a Margarita for her and a beer for him, then headed outside. Cal had tried to pay for her drink but she ended up paying for his one because after all he had brought them there with his bike, it was fair. He thanked her again while they sat on one of the couches and she was surprised at the fact that a week before she wasn't even really sure of how that vacation would have gone and now she found herself paying for a drink that wasn't even hers.