"Where are we going?" I look up at Cole who I still carrying me. He is carrying me to his car, but I don't know where we are going. He has given me absolutely no hints. Like at all. I poke him with my finger, "please tell me." I say giving him my best pout and puppy eyes.
Cole grins, "Calm yourself. You'll like where I am taking you." He say with a wink.
"How do you know what I like though? You haven't known me that long." I question. It's true though, we've only known each other what two weeks. Oh my gosh, two weeks. That is way too short. Yep I was put into a trance by him.
I feel a flick on my forehead, and lift my eyes to Cole. He still takes my breath away. I see an oxygen tank in my future. "What'd you do that for?" I say as he sets me down on the ground. Wow, that walk was fast.
He runs his hands through his hair, making it messy, but in a hot sexy kind of way. "It looked like you were having a mental argument with yourself."
It's my turn to run my hands through my hair now. "I guess you could say I was doing that."
"About what?"
"Nothing really. So where are we going?"
"To an old abandoned air-port. That's all I am telling you."
I grin. What could be going on at an abandoned air-port? "You're not going to kill me are you?"
Cole chuckles and opens my door. As I get in, he leans closer to my ear. So close I can feel the electrified, hot breath as he speaks, "no yet." With that he closes the door and jogs around the car, while I am sitting here paralyzed for two reasons. One was that, well, he did kinda say he was going to kill me, but was joking but still. Two was that, I found that very hot. Yep, my minds messed up.
"Just letting you know that if you did kill me, you would have the whole state of Virginia gunning against you. And then there is my ass of a father. So you better think twice about murdering me. And didn't you say you were my hero? You are so contradictory." I say trying to suppress my laughter.
"Well when you put it like that, killing you doesn't sound so good. But as for the hero thing, maybe I am trying out the sexy villain look." He says while turning on the engine and reversing out of the driveway.
"Hmm I like hero better." I say biting my lip.
"Hero it is."
"Good", I say and look out the window. The skies are beautiful tonight. The pink and orange and red and white colors all mix together to make this one magnificent color. There is nothing like it. When I was younger I would sit with my dad and look up at the sky during sunsets. It was the one time we actually would do something together. He would get home from work and by then it was already late in the evening. He would ask if I wanted to watch for angels in the sky. He said when the skies are pink its time for angels to fly. So like any little girl would do I would go out there and watch for the angels.
My head is leaning up against the window just staring up at the sky. I miss my old father. My dad. I watch as the trees speed by, and the dust from the road flying underneath the tires. Then I look at Cole. He is completely immersed in the car, and driving. Nothing else matters. Its really amazing to watch someone become so captured by what they love. Mesmerizing even. I love driving, but not like he does. Cole drives for the power, for the control. I drive to drive. To look for something other then what I am surrounded by daily.
Cars wiz by, their headlights blinding me by the sudden change from light to dark outside. "How much longer?" I ask Cole.
"Not much, about five minutes."
"Still not going to tell me why we are going to an abandoned air-port?"
He sighs, "Only so you don't freak out," like that doesn't freak me out I think, "we are going to a street race. I'm kind of surprised you haven't been especially since you like cars so much."
I hold up my hand, and completely turn myself towards him. "Wait is it like Fast and the Furious? Are we gonna get busted? Are you racing? Omg you race. That's why-"
Cole puts his hand over my mouth, "Thought you would freak out. Okay, so it's not like Fast and the Furious. No half naked girls dancing on cars, or around them. Think I the fingerprints." I giggle. "And as for getting busted and me racing, that would be a no for both. The police are really lax about this because it keeps the racing out of public streets, but just make sure not to advertise it, cause then you will get busted. I am not going to lie though. I do race. Or at least I did before I moved. But no racing tonight."
Wow. I thought I knew all of the places in our town, but I guess not. I begin to hear music and by music I mean the screeching of a burn out. There is actual music too, though, but whatever. Cole drives the car up through a crowd of guys. They get out the way as soon as they hear the rumble of Coles engine. The guys are looking at the car with very hungry eyes. I mean who wouldn't.
I look in front of me and see all kinds of cars. A Cadillac CTS-V, Corvette, Mustang, Challenger Hell Cat, you name it and it's there. When an empty spot arrives Cole backs in like all the others.
We get out of the car at the same time, and I swear it was like something out of a movie. It was like slow motion. Everyone, well not everyone, looks over at us. I get a little nervous under the guys suggestive eyes, but I am soon to distracted by a race. Two cars were at the end of the strip, and unlike a regular straight strip this one had turns that disappears, and circles back to the front of the strip.
It was amazing. I was in heaven. The sound of engines roaring, and cars racing brought a smile to my face. A warm hand encloses mine, and I get pulled into a warm strong body.
"Do you like it?" Cole asks. His eyes are shining.
"Yes I love it. Its amazing" I laugh, and kiss him on his cheek.
Cole laughs too. "Want to meet some people?"
I nod a little nervous.
"Don't be nervous. Just don't out talk them about their cars okay. They will think you are too hot, and then I will have to get in a fight. I don't feel like fighting tonight."
I hold my hands up in surrender, "hey, no promises. If they can't keep up, that's their fault." I say and walk off. Leaving Cole to scramble after me.
THIS IS A PART ONE OF THIS CHAPTER!!! HOPE YOU ENJOY!! DID YOU EXPECT STREET RACING?????
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