" hazel, I am too pretty to die this fast " I whispered close to her ears.
" don't worry, you are in Florida's best of hands," she said reaching for my hands and placing them around her tiny waist.
" hold me tight, stay close....and if possible don't let go " she yelled as the night breeze wooshed across our faces, she gently tapped my hand.
Every second I watched her, she made me believe she did not belong in this world, her presence angelic.
I moved a little closer, holding her tightly, She felt perfect, right here, right now, with me.
" See that's right, come closer " she instructed for my safety.
After a couple of minutes, we reached the beach we both got down.
I took off my helmet hooking it to the side of the bike.
She moved closer tiptoeing.
" you got all of your hair messed up," she said clicking her tongue. She placed her hand on my hair setting it.
"Now it's perfect," she said walking towards the beach.
A smile formed on my face, following her.
She halted in her steps fidgeting with her footwear.
" what's wrong? "
" huh, I hate these fucking heels! " she grumbled out annoyed.
I kneeled gently grabbing her foot.
" what are you doing? " she questioned cluelessly.
I held the strap of her sandals, freeing her feet from it.
" as much as I am loving this feeling, there's sand everywhere," she said.
" Really, I did not know "I replied sarcastically.
She scoffed with a gentle smile.
I held the sandals in my hand, turning my back towards her signaling for her to hop on.
She chuckled " I am not your dainty little girl who weighs nothing...Mr wilker "
"That's for me to judge, now it's either this or me carrying you bridal style or you walking barefoot..." I stated.
" brace yourself," she said slowly hopping onto my back.
Her legs hugged my torso, her hands placed around my neck.
" ouch, my back " I feigned pain.
She quickly jumped off " shit I told you....gosh I broke a man's back oh lord....." she cried out.
Looking at me with concern, I chuckled.
" shit did you lose your mind as well " she questioned.
" seriously hazel "
She moved forward punching my arm.
" ouch," I yelped she was really strong, " that hurt, " I said.
" that's its purpose," she said annoyed " now turn around so I can get on your back " she commanded.
I turned on my back as she hopped over it I gently lifted her, walking us towards the ice cream truck.
An elderly couple eyed us weirdly with a bright smile. Hazel leaned forward whispering into my ears.
" umm they look creepy should we leave?"
" But I want to eat ice cream " I replied.
" I know me too..." she whined." do you have your gun?" she questioned keeping an eye on the couple simultaneously.
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" Bitter Truth ".
RomansaThe smile on his face, misleading. The innocence in his eyes makes you believe something that's not true. His laughter makes the brave hearts tremble. He was termed to be innocently cruel. He isn't your typical mafia. He is 'Austin Wilker.' ©️ Copy...
