«𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘰𝘯
𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘸
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨'𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘰𝘯»
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Pure adrenaline rushed through her veins, her stomach was shrieked frenzy and her breath turned into a gasp. Becca forced herself to blink for the first time in a while because her eyes went dry.
"Wow" was the only thing Rebecca could say when they finish the first lap. Little giggles began to fill the car. Pure excitement. "Can we do another? Please," She looked shyly at George, raising her eyebrows. Her pupils dilated turning darker Becca's chocolate eyes, drunk of euphoria.
George broadened his smile and got ready to run again.
They were there until the sun set over the horizon, chasing it. The one who left the sky in reddish tones mixed with purples. That was the most precious sky Rebecca saw since her arrival to the past. It only added points so that day would become the best of her stay so far.
By the time they finished the last lap, and the boy reduced the speed to one lower than 200 km/h, he took her hand again and intertwined their fingers once more.
It was what he wanted to do, he wanted to hold her hand so badly, so he just did it and Rebecca didn't object. It was natural feeling.
At no moment on the way back they got loose, even when they went to the gas station to refill the tank.
They spent the trip chatting about anything, from the simple to the most complicated thing. Filling the car with their stories. Laughing or being surprised at what the other said.
He and she matched. It couldn't be denied. That spark filled their hearts, giving them that strange feeling of happiness and joy. As the time flowed, the connection grew more and more. Where all this going to end? They didn't know it but enjoy the journey.
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It was late when they parked in front of Becca's building. Wasn't need for an invitation to go upstairs. George followed her heels to the flat's door. Only until that moment they released their hands so the girl could look for the keys in her purse and open it.
"I guess Jane is already here," she said, inserting the key in the lock and opening for them to go inside. Once, she set her bag on the front table. Becca turned on the lights to get a better view.
At first everything seemed quiet and peaceful, the smell of vanilla floating through the living room, just like when she left earlier. Then bizarre sounds coming from the end of the hall were noticed. Low, intense moans, masculine and feminine voices combined, and a path of clothing ended at Jane's door.
Rebecca turned red as tomato within seconds; George hadn't taken two steps into the flat when she turned quickly and took his hand pulling him to the entrance again.
"Howaboutanightwalk?" she said understandably from the rush to leave the place urgently.
George, without being able to process what was happening, was dragged by the girl. Although before leaving he managed to peek the clothes on the floor and recognized his mate's coat, there he understood everything. Letting out a loud laugh.
Becca dragged him out of the flat and he only managed to slam the door aggressively. The girl in front of him kept walking so fast, with the face full of embarrassment. She even picked the stairs before the lift. Pulling the poor George with her out of the building. That caused him a bit of amusement, making him grin at the whole situation. It wasn't like he'd never heard Paul have sex, in fact, wished he'd done it fewer.
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Fanfiction"I love you Rebecca. I want spend my whole life with you." George found his voice that felt like a roar from within. "I love you too George," Rebecca's voice cracked. "I need to confess something, but you have to promise me that you will keep an ope...
