I'm Yours

Hate

TW:
- heavy use of derogatory language, and racial slurs.
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August POV:

"But I just, I just don't wanna leave you. Might just, might just throw away the reasons why we both can't lay here," I sing, turning up the music.

Ryker was tapping his fingers to the beat of the song on his black leather steering wheel. His smile when looking at me made my heart skip a beat sometimes.

"And secret, secret, both gotta keep it. Honest, honest, that's just a game we know, we both can't play—"

"For tonight, I'm yours," he cuts in with the voice of an angel. "So deny the truth. We'll stay behind closed doors, 'cause all I wanna do is lie with you," he sings looking at me with his gorgeous smile.

He then changed the lyrics, looking down at my lips.

"Oh it feels so very right, to lie with you," he sings.

My cheeks then feel as though they are on fire. The deep rasp in his voice while singing made the butterflies in my stomach rise, and the way he kept looking at me... Ahhhhh!

Ryker was driving me to the location I put in the GPS. We were going to one of my favourite places in the world, a calming waterfall area, with flowers covering every square foot.

We were going to have a picnic, and I was excited to ask Ryker all the questions I wrote down in my notes. I wanted to know more about his morals, beliefs, as well as little fun facts about him.

"Drive up ahead," I say pointing to the unpaved road.

"Scary," he shivers jokingly, but nevertheless driving up the road.

He then parks his car, and moves his muscular arm across me, opening my door. I head out, and grab the basket and blanket from the trunk. Ryker soon comes to my side grabbing the blankets from me.

I was wearing a beige monochrome outfit with a white shirt underneath my knitted vest.

Ryker had on straight leg jeans, with a black shirt and his chain. He looked handsome as always.