The midday sun was already high in the sky. The birds sang their endless song. Only the noise of the motorbike engine accompanied them.

My hair blew back from my face; my heart pounded as hard as it had the first time I'd gotten onto the bike. But this time, it wasn't out of fear. Nor discomfort. I felt a million times more comfortable on it than in the luxury seats of my Range that Dominic had given me for my birthday.

Why, then, did this rebellious heart refuse to calm down?

"Savi!"

"What?" I asked Jayden, startled.

"I repeated your name several times. You were somewhere else again, huh?"

While talking to me, Jayden seemed to turn his head slightly toward me.

"The road! The road!" I shouted in fear. "Eyes on the road!"

I heard his giggle.

"Don't laugh at me!"

"I'm not. You are just very sweet when you freak out. Don't worry. You are safe with me. Now, hold on! Tight!"

I tightened my arms around him.

"Are you ready?"

"For wha—" A mighty roar stopped me from finishing my question, and a moment later, the bike was drifting on only one tire down the deserted country road, leaving a cloud of dust behind us.

"Oh, my God!" My screams almost made it over the noise.

A rush of adrenaline filled me, bringing with it a surge of energy spreading rapidly through my blood. We were flying. Without wings. Racing the wind. Racing the day. Without direction. Without purpose.

"How are you feeling?" Jayden asked me after slowing the speed.

"Unbelievable!" I shouted, even though I could be heard at a normal level.

I let go of my arms and stretched them out to my sides, raising my head to the endless sky.

I inhaled deeply. I wanted to take in every moment. To remember every thrill. To capture every drop of life.

"Savi, hold on to me!"

"I am fine. Just keep both tires on the ground."

We were already back in town. Before long, we parked behind the motel.

"I wish I could spend all day on the road, but I have two cars and a motorcycle waiting for me at the garage."

I got down and stood in front of Jayden, stretching my arms forward, my elbows resting on his shoulders.

"It was amazing. But I won't hold you back. Go to work."

The moment I took a step, Jayden stopped me. "Wait a minute. You'll scare someone like that," he told me, giggling.

He fixed my hair, which was clearly a mess, then intertwined his fingers in mine, pulled me to him, and kissed me.

It was a small, sweet kiss.

"See you soon." I smiled as I walked away.

I entered my room without being able to remove the smile from my face, walked over to the bed, and fell back onto the firm mattress.

I took a deep breath, biting my bottom lip. "Wow!" I gasped. "Okay, enough emotions, Savi!" I muttered to myself. "It's time you do something useful too."

I got out of bed and started rummaging through my purse. Up to that point, I hadn't missed anything from my previous life. But at that moment I felt the absence of my mobile phone. It had all my contacts in it.

"Oh, come on, come on! I'm sure I had Peyton's business card somewhere in here." I pulled out card after card. Credit cards. VIP cards. The ones I had no intention of ever using again. "Oh, there it is. I knew it!" I exclaimed, holding the business card of my friend from the college.

I selected a few coins and ran to the street phone.

"Internal Revenue Service. Peyton Mitchell is on the phone. How can I help you?" My friend's voice came from the other end of the line.

"Peyton, it's Sav—"

"Savi? Savannah Wilson? Um, Lewis."

"Hey, you recognized me!"

"We may not have seen each other for years, but it's not long enough for me to forget your voice. We used to talk for hours on the phone, remember? Until you indulged in your married life and completely forgot about me..."

"Guilty," I replied.

Peyton Mitchell and I had been inseparable during our first years in college. She was the type of friend who loved to share everything with you. To be happy and sad together with you. She was probably one of those who wouldn't bang your husband. But after I had gotten married, my life took a certain path, and hers took its own. Two years ago, we had met by chance when she shared with me that after her internship program at the IRS had ended, the Director had offered her a permanent position in the Control and Revisions Department.

"Well, Savi. Tell me! What's going on with you? How are you? What is the reason you decided to call me?"

"Some things aren't for the phone," I replied. I still wasn't ready to describe to anyone out loud what I witnessed in my own house. I was so ashamed of Dominic's actions. "Actually, I'm calling you for a favor."

"As long as I can be useful."

"I have a friend who owns a small motel. She told me about the difficulties she was in, and I took a look at the documents she had. It turned out that her accountant defrauded her. But I need to get hold of the original documents to prove it."

"I can trigger a formal investigation."

"It's going to take a long time down the channel line."

"Okay. You have my backup."

"Thanks, Peyton! I'll keep you posted."

"You're welcome, Savi. Friends for life, remember?"

"I remember." I smiled, remembering those years when she and I had promised each other that we would always have each other to count on no matter where our lives took us after college. "Payton, right now... I'm going through some things. But once I've settled everything, I'll call and see you for a drink. I'll be glad to hear what's new with you."

"I'll be happy too, Savi. Bye."

I hung up the phone, happy that Peyton had backed me up without even a second thought.

On my way back to my room, I went through the reception to ask Evelyn if she needed any help, but since she wasn't there, I headed directly to bed, reminiscing about my college years.

Peyton and I have been through many things together. We'd both dreamed of opening a financial services and accounting firm together. Then she fell in love, and that was the first time we'd drifted apart.

Her love affair ended as quickly and violently as it had begun. Until Dominic entered the picture, we had returned to spending all our free time together again. At the beginning of my marriage, she and I spoke on the phone at least once a day and talked for hours. Gradually, we started hearing from each other every few days, then once a week, then once a month. As it so often happens in life, we eventually stopped keeping in touch. But she was happy for me because I was happy. And my excitement about her professional successes was also sincere.

I drifted off into a sweet slumber, and half an hour later, I woke up calmly.

"No nightmares." I sighed in relief.

I went to the clothing store to buy a pair of formal trousers, a jacket, and shoes with low heels.

Paying $120 for everything still seemed so unreal to me.

In the evening, I walked to the restaurant, where I ordered chicken wings, fries, and onion rings—the first I had heard of these—and headed for the caravan.

Jayden and his two friends, who I had seen there before, were drinking beer and talking outside.

"Hello. I'm interrupting you again..."

"Not at all." Jayden got up to free his chair for me to sit down. "Come on, Savi, take a seat. I'll get you a beer."

He immediately went inside. I left the food on the table and followed him.

"Jayden, I have good news!"

He took a bottle of beer out of the fridge, opened the cap with a fork, and handed it to me. "What news?"

I took the beer and began to look at it. I had never had a beer. I brought it to my nose. It didn't smell bad. But without a glass? Jayden took a sip from his bottle in the meantime. Well, okay. I can drink without a glass, too, I thought and took a small sip. Hmm, not bad.

"So, what were you going to tell me?" he asked.

"I have a plan. I'll talk to Evelyn tomorrow morning first, but I'll have to ask you to drive me to the town where James's cousin's office is located."

"You can take my car," Jayden suggested.

"I... Um... I can't drive."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Do you want me to teach you someday? We'll start with a motorbike, then drive a car."

"I don't know... Isn't it scary?"

Jayden laughed. "There is nothing to be afraid of. And there is nothing better than driving and enjoying the speed. You did enjoy it today, didn't you?"

"Yeah, but I was just a passenger. I don't know if I'd be able to drive."

"I'll teach you." He stroked my hair, his touch sending voluptuous shivers down my spine.

"Okay," I replied, and without realizing it, my lips pressed against his.

"Uhm-um." A throat was cleared behind us. "I'm sorry to interrupt you, but can I go to the fridge to get some—" The boy pointed to the empty beer bottle he was holding instead of finishing his sentence.

"Go ahead." Jayden nodded. He wrapped an arm around my waist, and we headed back out together.

Jayden sat in his chair and repositioned his legs so that there was room for me to sit between them.

"Guys, this is Savi." He introduced me to the others. "Savi"—he turned to me—"this is Banks and Cohen.

"Nice to meet you," I told them.

They waved at me.

"I brought wings and fries and—" I flubbed on the third food, turning my head to Jayden. "Some kind of circles?"

Everyone laughed.

"Onion rings?" Cohen guessed.

"Yes. That's right." I confirmed.

The boys opened the boxes and began to eat. Jayden also reached down, took a wing, and split it in two. He brought one half to me.

I took the piece of meat in my mouth. A sweet and sour note from the sauce activated my taste buds. It was flavorful.

We ate everything.

I couldn't join in the conversations much. It was mainly related to cars and motorbikes. And all kinds of vehicles. But I listened with curiosity.

"Would you like a blanket?" Jayden brought his lips to my ear and asked softly after feeling me shiver.

I didn't need a blanket. His body was keeping me warm enough. At times the breeze wafting over me gave me a slight chill, but somehow the feeling was pleasant.

"No, I'm fine," I replied. "And I think I have to go..."

I looked at my watch—it was almost midnight.

"Stay here," Jayden whispered to me. "Tomorrow morning, we will go together to Evelyn."

"Okay."

He didn't need to convince me. Nor did I need time to think.

Hadn't I visited late in the evening with the idea that I would stay? It was too early to admit it, but was there any point in denying it?

Fifteen minutes later, the others left. Jayden took my hand, and we both entered the caravan.

He closed the door and pressed me against it.

"I thought they'd never leave," he said, brushing my hair to the side, moving his lips slowly from my ear down my neck.

"Where was Carmen when we needed her?" I smirked, unzipping his jeans in the process.

"Savi," he whispered, looking into my eyes.

He wasn't addressing me. It was not the beginning of a question or a message. It was a sentence itself.

I stripped off his t-shirt, my mouth working its way down his body. Then I dropped to my knees. I ran my tongue along the length of his bare manhood, sliding around the bulging veins and making occasional circles on its head. I couldn't get enough of the taste.

I took it all. My lips enjoyed the feeling of him growing harder in my mouth.

Jayden put his hands on the door, looking down at me as my gaze drifted up to him as well.

I started to move faster, watching the arousal in his eyes.

"Savi, I..." he said the words slowly, between his moans. "You have to stop... or I'm going to..."

The moment he stopped speaking, fluid spilled into my mouth. He lifted his head up, enjoying the last seconds of his pleasure.

I stood up and cupped his face in my hands, giving him a gentle kiss without breaking eye contact.

He turned off the light.

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