Cale
Today we are supposed to meet the mysterious person we owe our lives to. And we are not supposed to ask questions. If we do ask a question we should not be expecting an answer. Got it. We will just have to turn into Dr. Strange and travel the multiverse to get answers.
Its 8:30 am. We already had breakfast and we are heading to the warehouse right now. Cole and me are riding our motorcycles. Dad, Ash, Dom, Yan, Storm and Amarok are in the escalade.
Yup, Dom decided to take Storm and Amarok with us to smell any suspicious behaviour our new guy will make. He is wishing on letting them out on the person at the smallest slip.
I doubt dad will let that happen. Storm and Amarok might be Dom's and Yan's pets but they listen to dad more than their owners.
Lets hope we don't pick our dear brother's organs from the floor today. That will be a lot of work.
Dad said we don't have to go because that person apparently can do all the work by themselves. I don't know what kind of superman they are but I need to see for myself or as Asher likes to say 'we need to assess their qualifications'.
Where in fact we just want to know who this person is and to drill them with questions. This guy better like talking because he will be doing a lot of it today.
We arrive at the warehouse and as Asher unlock the door, we hear a motorcycle closes in. A Suzuki GSX-R1000R to be specific. I know my bikes. That fucker must be very good to be riding that monster.
We all turn to look at the new comer. Dad walks forward with a huge smile on his face. My old man really cares about this person.
As the biker comes closer, I can make the silhouette to be a... woman. A fucking woman. On a fucking Suzuki GSX-R1000R. That is so fucking hot.
She parks her bike next to mine and steps down taking the helmet off.
Ohh. Fuck. Me.
I don't think my heart can handle this.
The most gorgeous woman I have ever seen is standing in front of me. I never knew riding gear could look this sexy on women. Or it might be my woman's beauty that's making it sexy. Yup, she is mine now.
She looks like a goddess, with hip fucking long hazel brown hair that is put into a braid from the top down. She has a pale complexion that is sprinkled with light freckles. The most gorgeous button nose, soft yet sharp jawline, and pouty pink lips that beg to be kissed. And oh my God, those eyes. Those mesmerizing eyes of hers are holding me captive within their depths. One of them is an icy blue orb and the other is mostly brown with streaks of the same blue colour in her other eye.
She is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen in my entire existence.
Her movement breaks my stance and I look around at my brothers. They are looking at her like I assume was looking at her moments ago. Basically drooling. Even Ian seems to be stunned by her beauty.
She makes her way towards dad in graceful steps. Even her walking is beautiful.
Dad is the only one that seems unfazed by this. He closes the distance between them pulling her into a tight hug.
She throws her arms around his neck hugging him back. They stay like that for long moments before breaking the hug on a whisper.
I feel my brothers walk closer to me, looks like they made it back from dreamland.
Dad motions toward us catching her attention. She is a tiny little thing, I'd say about 5'1 or 5'2. She has to crane her neck up to look us in the eye, where we are all towering over her smaller frame.

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