starting to race.
To hide her embarrassment, she turned towards the door where she found Kate, Christy and Jackson lined up, grinning like the village idiots.
Nancy smiled and shook her head. “What’s this?”
Jackson spoke first. “What time will you be home?”
“And where are you going?” chimed in Christy.
Doug became solemn and stepped forward. “We’ll be at the Steak ‘n Stuff on Lincoln Avenue, probably stay awhile for the band, and then I’ll have her home before midnight since it’s a school night. Okay with you?”
The three idiot-grinners just continued to smile and nod.
“Sure, that’ll be fine. We’ll wait up for her.” Kate sounded pleased; and somehow grown up and in charge.
Nancy gave quick kisses to all of them and went out the door. “See you guys later. Love you.”
“Love you, Mom.” “Bye! Have fun!” The door closed behind Nancy and Doug as they walked over to the motorcycle.
“You have a wonderful family,” Doug said as they approached the bike.
“They’re my whole life,” Nancy quietly answered. Then she spotted the motorcycle.
“It’s a Honda Valkyrie!” Nancy loved motorcycles and her smile showed it.
Doug threw Nancy a lopsided grin. “You know what this is?”
“Yep, and I also know that it would win hands-down in a race against my car.” Nancy was running her hand over the bike. “She’s gorgeous!”
“Yeah, I’m real fond of her too. I worked for quite a while to get her just the way I wanted her. At first I wasn’t sure about the color.” Doug watched as Nancy’s hand followed the contours of the bike. He swallowed as his imagination took flight.
“Cobalt blue is Earth’s best color, ever!” Nancy almost added, ‘In fact it matches your eyes, but didn’t.
Doug reached over and put the helmet on Nancy’s head. She reached into the sides of it and pushed her hair back.
“You realize that my hair is going to look awful when I take this helmet off, don’t you?” Nancy felt she had to warn him.
“It really couldn’t look any worse than that sorry excuse for a wig you were wearing today.” Doug laughed and ducked as Nancy gave a small swat in the direction of his head.
Nancy couldn’t believe herself. She was flirting! She couldn’t remember the last time she’d done that. It sure as heck wasn’t within the last two decades. Which brought her to the big question she’d been wanting to ask for a while now. How old WAS he? It was hard to guess his age. He looked to be different ages at different times. Right now, he looked to be about 10 years younger than her! Oh, that would be so embarrassing. What’s that awful word everyone uses nowadays? Oh yeah – cougar.
He reached over and tightened the strap to her helmet. His fingers felt wonderful on her jawline and chin; which she almost forgot to hold up so that her throat would look thinner.
He patted the top of her helmet and threw his leg over the bike. He started it with ease, backed it around and indicated for her to hop on. She put her leg between Doug’s back and the backrest she would be
leaning on, and slid onto her seat. She’d almost forgotten what fun it was to ride!
The trip to the restaurant took about 15 minutes longer than it should, because Doug took a back way which
To hide her embarrassment, she turned towards the door where she found Kate, Christy and Jackson lined up, grinning like the village idiots.
Nancy smiled and shook her head. “What’s this?”
Jackson spoke first. “What time will you be home?”
“And where are you going?” chimed in Christy.
Doug became solemn and stepped forward. “We’ll be at the Steak ‘n Stuff on Lincoln Avenue, probably stay awhile for the band, and then I’ll have her home before midnight since it’s a school night. Okay with you?”
The three idiot-grinners just continued to smile and nod.
“Sure, that’ll be fine. We’ll wait up for her.” Kate sounded pleased; and somehow grown up and in charge.
Nancy gave quick kisses to all of them and went out the door. “See you guys later. Love you.”
“Love you, Mom.” “Bye! Have fun!” The door closed behind Nancy and Doug as they walked over to the motorcycle.
“You have a wonderful family,” Doug said as they approached the bike.
“They’re my whole life,” Nancy quietly answered. Then she spotted the motorcycle.
“It’s a Honda Valkyrie!” Nancy loved motorcycles and her smile showed it.
Doug threw Nancy a lopsided grin. “You know what this is?”
“Yep, and I also know that it would win hands-down in a race against my car.” Nancy was running her hand over the bike. “She’s gorgeous!”
“Yeah, I’m real fond of her too. I worked for quite a while to get her just the way I wanted her. At first I wasn’t sure about the color.” Doug watched as Nancy’s hand followed the contours of the bike. He swallowed as his imagination took flight.
“Cobalt blue is Earth’s best color, ever!” Nancy almost added, ‘In fact it matches your eyes, but didn’t.
Doug reached over and put the helmet on Nancy’s head. She reached into the sides of it and pushed her hair back.
“You realize that my hair is going to look awful when I take this helmet off, don’t you?” Nancy felt she had to warn him.
“It really couldn’t look any worse than that sorry excuse for a wig you were wearing today.” Doug laughed and ducked as Nancy gave a small swat in the direction of his head.
Nancy couldn’t believe herself. She was flirting! She couldn’t remember the last time she’d done that. It sure as heck wasn’t within the last two decades. Which brought her to the big question she’d been wanting to ask for a while now. How old WAS he? It was hard to guess his age. He looked to be different ages at different times. Right now, he looked to be about 10 years younger than her! Oh, that would be so embarrassing. What’s that awful word everyone uses nowadays? Oh yeah – cougar.
He reached over and tightened the strap to her helmet. His fingers felt wonderful on her jawline and chin; which she almost forgot to hold up so that her throat would look thinner.
He patted the top of her helmet and threw his leg over the bike. He started it with ease, backed it around and indicated for her to hop on. She put her leg between Doug’s back and the backrest she would be
leaning on, and slid onto her seat. She’d almost forgotten what fun it was to ride!
The trip to the restaurant took about 15 minutes longer than it should, because Doug took a back way which
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