Falling For The Biker

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big smile that spread across his face. "Mum, my

. "Really?

bbed my hand, lead

spacing, everything screamed extravagance. There were furniture I could tell was handmade by my dad beca

e his room one month prior. They put a lot of effort into

anks, Granddad" he hugged my father, who

perfect for your bed," he said, and handed i

ike it?"

fly. "He does, and I

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eyes to meet the sunrise. I took in it's beauty like I always did. It could never get old. Years

came at the door, pulling me out of my thoughts. I slowly got out of bed, still feeling

ady," he said, s

ters early in the morning. My hair always took it personal. "Yea

stairs and seated at the dining table, serving myself. "Ha

n't want one," he

s, and he is with his grandparents so he can have anything he wants,"

. "You want to spoil him"

family around. "I and Elvis will be going fishing

e fish and feed it to mum

ook it the right

I said, stuffing my

h my friend for our book

cetrack to check it out," Jackson informed us. "Ha

around the village, but I quickly changed my mind once I stepped into the bathroom.

f questions and concerns regarding my divorce, but I was glad they had not brought it up or asked. I was no

ng it. We all cleared the table after breakfast and the doorb

e door, a gust of cold air hit my skin, carrying with it the scent of winter and fuck,

ar features, piercing blue eyes and chiseled jawline made my heart skip a beat. His russet hair was perfec

o even look at it. For a moment, it felt like time stopped, and all tha

r a handshake, his smil

ected, but the moment our hands connected,