do.”
“Maggie, I hate to tell you but this is all I’ve been doing since your father’s funeral. Taking you to and from work. So I’ll be here whether you want me to or not.”
Maggie frowned at him slightly. As soon as the words left his lips Ash realized his mistake. She was probably more than sick of a man telling her they were going to do whatever they wanted whether she liked it or not. The thought made him wince.
Maggie took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I realize that I can’t fight you physically. And I also realize that getting a restraining order is probably a lot harder then I think. But I want you to know that what you just said to me is total bullshit. And I’m calling you on it. You can’t treat people like that. Maybe I can’t really keep you from following me, but I can stop being civil with you, and I can make it a lot fucking harder than I have been. So just watch yourself.”
Ash thought he heard her mutter “Asshole” under her breath as she walked away from him toward the library. He supposed he deserved that. That was a pretty asshole statement for him to make. She was right about that. He obviously needed to work on his communication skills.
He waited until she’d gone inside the building before starting his bike back up and pulling out onto the road. Ash decided he needed to take a nice long ride. He needed the cool air in his face to help him chill out and get Maggie off his brain. Not that it was even possible. Maggie was all he could think of these days.
Now he had even more visuals of her to draw from. Maggie in her yoga pants. Maggie bent over in her car reaching for her purse in the passenger seat, her cleavage slightly exposed. Maggie’s lips pursing to sip her coffee. Maggie’s smile.
Ash took a deep breath as he pulled out onto old farm road. As the name would suggest it was a country road at the edge of town that meandered for roughly twenty miles through a stretch of farmlands. It was hilly and curvy and perfect for a morning drive in the crisp cool air to clear his mind.
Ash cruised along at a nice even forty-five miles an hour. He hadn’t noticed the car at first. It had probably stayed back for a while, but as he came around a curve and onto a particularly long even stretch of road he happened to glance in his side mirror and noticed the blue car coming up behind him. Ash pulled closer to the shoulder and gestured for the car to go around him but it didn’t. It just crept closer to Ash’s rear tire. Ash checked his speed and slowed his bike down to thirty-five and motioned again for the car to go around him but it didn’t budge. Ash tried to look over his shoulder to get a better look at the driver but the sun was glinting off the windshield and he could barely see. It did look like there were two people in the car though.
He had just turned back around when he heard the car’s motor rev and the vehicle accelerate toward Ash’s rear tire. The back of his hair stood on end as he nailed the throttle on his bike whipping ahead of the car a breath away from being smashed form behind. He could see a turn off in the distance. He needed to get off this stretch of road, but he also needed to see this asshole’s face. Ash let off the throttle just a bit so the car could catch back up to him.
When they were about forty feet from the turn ash pulled to the side of the road again and quickly hit his breaks putting him in line with the passenger window. He still couldn’t see who the driver was but he definitely recognized the passenger. It was that young girl that worked at the gym. She had a terrified look on her face that Ash registered just before he hit the throttle again and swung into the turn. The car didn’t have enough time to slow down to make the turn with Ash and ended up rocketing past him.
Ash pulled on to Main Street and made his way back into town. He couldn’t say for sure, but he had a sinking suspicion that the driver of the car was
“Maggie, I hate to tell you but this is all I’ve been doing since your father’s funeral. Taking you to and from work. So I’ll be here whether you want me to or not.”
Maggie frowned at him slightly. As soon as the words left his lips Ash realized his mistake. She was probably more than sick of a man telling her they were going to do whatever they wanted whether she liked it or not. The thought made him wince.
Maggie took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I realize that I can’t fight you physically. And I also realize that getting a restraining order is probably a lot harder then I think. But I want you to know that what you just said to me is total bullshit. And I’m calling you on it. You can’t treat people like that. Maybe I can’t really keep you from following me, but I can stop being civil with you, and I can make it a lot fucking harder than I have been. So just watch yourself.”
Ash thought he heard her mutter “Asshole” under her breath as she walked away from him toward the library. He supposed he deserved that. That was a pretty asshole statement for him to make. She was right about that. He obviously needed to work on his communication skills.
He waited until she’d gone inside the building before starting his bike back up and pulling out onto the road. Ash decided he needed to take a nice long ride. He needed the cool air in his face to help him chill out and get Maggie off his brain. Not that it was even possible. Maggie was all he could think of these days.
Now he had even more visuals of her to draw from. Maggie in her yoga pants. Maggie bent over in her car reaching for her purse in the passenger seat, her cleavage slightly exposed. Maggie’s lips pursing to sip her coffee. Maggie’s smile.
Ash took a deep breath as he pulled out onto old farm road. As the name would suggest it was a country road at the edge of town that meandered for roughly twenty miles through a stretch of farmlands. It was hilly and curvy and perfect for a morning drive in the crisp cool air to clear his mind.
Ash cruised along at a nice even forty-five miles an hour. He hadn’t noticed the car at first. It had probably stayed back for a while, but as he came around a curve and onto a particularly long even stretch of road he happened to glance in his side mirror and noticed the blue car coming up behind him. Ash pulled closer to the shoulder and gestured for the car to go around him but it didn’t. It just crept closer to Ash’s rear tire. Ash checked his speed and slowed his bike down to thirty-five and motioned again for the car to go around him but it didn’t budge. Ash tried to look over his shoulder to get a better look at the driver but the sun was glinting off the windshield and he could barely see. It did look like there were two people in the car though.
He had just turned back around when he heard the car’s motor rev and the vehicle accelerate toward Ash’s rear tire. The back of his hair stood on end as he nailed the throttle on his bike whipping ahead of the car a breath away from being smashed form behind. He could see a turn off in the distance. He needed to get off this stretch of road, but he also needed to see this asshole’s face. Ash let off the throttle just a bit so the car could catch back up to him.
When they were about forty feet from the turn ash pulled to the side of the road again and quickly hit his breaks putting him in line with the passenger window. He still couldn’t see who the driver was but he definitely recognized the passenger. It was that young girl that worked at the gym. She had a terrified look on her face that Ash registered just before he hit the throttle again and swung into the turn. The car didn’t have enough time to slow down to make the turn with Ash and ended up rocketing past him.
Ash pulled on to Main Street and made his way back into town. He couldn’t say for sure, but he had a sinking suspicion that the driver of the car was
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