Quiet One

It's a Date

Phil: Morning, Beautiful!

MC: Good morning, Phil. 😊

Phil: Looking forward to spending time with you today. :)

Can I pick you up at 11 on my bike?

MC: Sure can! See you then.

Phil: See you then, MC. :)

MC heard the sound of a motorcycle pulling up out front and knew that Phil had arrived. She said goodbyes to Lilly and Hannah before she quickly tugged on her boots and jacket.

"Hey, MC?" She looked up at Lilly's question as she reached for the door. "Message us if you're going to stay out tonight, ya?" Lilly finished with a big grin on her face. MC replied with a short affirmation while shaking her head and leaving the apartment.

As she reached outside, she saw the dark-haired man casually leaning against his bike, helmet tucked under one arm while smoking a cigarette. She allowed her eyes to travel from his head down to his feet and back up again. Taking in his leather riding boots, tight dark jeans, and black leather jacket before taking in his jawline, cheekbone, and warm brown eyes. His long hair was tied back low on the base of his neck. Seeing her approach, he flicked the cigarette to the ground, stubbing it out with his boot.

He reciprocated her bold move by taking in as many details about the woman in front of him as he could. Her long hair was braided into two braids that hung on either side of her face. A dark v-neck shirt was visible under her structured denim jacket. The jacket strategically hugging and accentuating her curves. Drawing the eye to the highlights while minimizing the owner's supposed flaws. There were no flaws in his eyes. She was damn beautiful, and he wished to be the one to help her see that. A pair of dark denim jeans and black boots completed her look.

Taking a moment, his eyes began their way back up. Her thighs and hips, her full breasts, then her lips, before stopping at her eyes. Her beautiful soft eyes. They gleamed in the sunshine, smiling back at him, holding his gaze for a moment before shifting to look at the bike behind him.

MC took in the sleek curves of the motorcycle, registering that there was a second helmet on the seat for her today. Her eyes reached the rear of the bike where she noticed an upright black bag attached.

"Your bike's got a backpack today," MC noted.

"Yeah, I needed some extra storage to bring along our picnic," Phil replied with a smile.

"Oh, a picnic lunch, huh?" she turned, her eyes smiling up at him.

"Yep. And I have the perfect place to take you to enjoy it. Shall we go?" he nodded his head towards his bike.

In reply, she took the other helmet off the seat and put it on. Phil mirrored the motion with his own helmet before sitting astride his bike. Reaching his hand out, he helped MC climb on behind him. Her hands snuck up his chest as she pulled herself against him. She breathed in the scent of leather from his jacket laced with the smell of his cologne, but it was another more subtle smell she couldn't name that was most alluring and comforting. It was the scent of him.

She closed her eyes for a moment as he started the motorcycle and headed out of town, feeling nothing but contentment.

The ride took them up into the forested hills outside the town. As their elevation increased, so did the occasional views of the valley and river below. MC was absorbed in the views of nature all around her as the forest thicken around the road. Slowing, Phil pulled into a small dirt lot along the roadside. The view that greeted MC, as she dismounted and removed her helmet, caused her eyes to open wider and a huge smile emerged on her face.