Miss Tyson

Chapter 2

She asked if I wanted to get out of here, and me being completely aloof, had agreed. I knew it was stupid saying yes to a stranger but I couldn't help it. Her voice gave me this rush and before I knew it I hopped onto her motorcycle.

Fifteen minutes later I found myself on a cliff. "You're not planning on killing me are you?" I asked. "No, but I love this place, the view is amazing and I needed the company." She said laughing at my gaze.

I was still mesmerized by her beauty. She had large green eyes with long eyelashes, luscious lips I had considered kissing ever since she uttered her first word, and a body I simply could not ignore. Though she wasn't wearing anything revealing, she wore tight black trousers, a black shirt, a leather jacket and boots.

"Are you going to keep staring at me or attempt to make a conversation?" She said interrupting my gaze. That was embarrassing. Finally putting myself together I asked her why she went to the bar if she weren't planning on staying. "A sociopath was following me and I needed somewhere to hide. I guess fate brought me to you because I never came here before." She said. "You believe in fate then?" I said trying to sound confident, but the squeaky voice that came out with that sentence showed otherwise. "Maybe, don't you?" She said. "I do actually." I replied. Shay held a flask and asked if I would want to share it with her but I said no.

We talked the entire night, about everything honestly. It's like those conversations you have with someone past 2 AM. No matter how much we talked I never wanted our little rendez-vous to end. She gave me a love potion just by talking and making jokes which made me feel at ease, kind of my escapade. Maybe it's the place she took me to, or maybe it's just her. It was late, and she was one hell of a lightweight, so I knew I had to drive her back home on her motorcycle. The only problem was, I, Ryker Mathews, do not know how to ride a bike.