Chapter 110\u00a0<\/p>\n
Athena\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
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There, parked right in front of the main entrance in a spot I couldn\u2019t possibly miss, was a motorcycle that sat like a goddess herself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A pink bike.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My heart leaped with pure joy as I stared at the pink and purple machine that I\u2019d always dreamed of owning. The colors swirled together like cotton candy and sunset, with chrome details that caught the light and made the whole thing sparkle.\u00a0<\/p>\n
How did he know I loved pink and purple? My mouth opened and closed like a fish as I searched for words that could possibly express\u00a0<\/p>\n
what I was feeling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh my God. This is\u2026\u201d I couldn\u2019t finish the sentence. There weren\u2019t words big enough.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Derek stood nearby with a proud smile spreading across his face, clearly pleased with my reaction. He knew he\u2019d gotten me good.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou like it?\u201d he asked, though my expression probably made the question unnecessary.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLike it?\u201d I said in a slow, wondering tone. \u201cI love it. I absolutely love it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow? When? I thought you said you wanted to lend me yours?\u201d I turned to face him fully, still in shock.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Derek\u2019s smile got even brighter as he moved closer to me. \u201cI figured mine would be too uncomfortable for you. Plus, what if I decided to race with you someday? I\u2019d really love to kick your ass on the track.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
That made me laugh, breaking through some of the overwhelming emotion. \u201cIn your dreams, maybe.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat I\u2019m saying is, Tristan mentioned about a bike for sale.\u201d Yeah, I was aware too, I saw this bike at the garage and I\u2019d always stared at\u00a0<\/p>\n
it with longing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I couldn\u2019t say I wanted to get it, they\u2019d start suspecting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So after you left yesterday, I called him and asked if it was still available. He said yes. I told him I wanted to teach my girlfriend how to ride.\u201d Derek\u2019s expression got a little sheepish. \u201cI didn\u2019t pay for it though. He just gave it to me. So really, it\u2019s yours.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gratitude washed over me so intensely I felt tears prick at my eyes. I wanted to give Derek the biggest hug of his life.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNot all men are like Daxon,\u201d Claire said suddenly in my mind, her voice warm with approval.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, that\u2019s true,\u201d I replied internally. \u201cNot all men are like Daxon, and I\u2019m glad I\u2019m finally meeting the good ones.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Should we give him a chance?\u201d she asked hopefully.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I raised an eyebrow at my wolf. \u201cWhat are you saying? I should date him because he got us a biker\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd he\u2019s giving us the opportunity to fly, she pointed out,\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought you wanted Tristan just days ago. Is this how loyal you are?\u2018\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan has always rejected us, but Derek made us smile and I\u2019m sure he really likes us, she said, practically squealing like a child.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had to hold back laughter. \u201cWe\u2019re focusing on ourselves for now. No boys, no mates,\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
*Got it,\u201d Claire agreed, though I could feel her amusement.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claire was a whole other level of character, but I loved her for it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I moved toward the bike like I was approaching something sacred. The moment my hands touched the smooth surface, something electric shot through me. It was like the bike and I recognized each other, like we\u2019d been waiting our whole lives to meet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1 ran my hands slowly over the curves of the seat, the handlebars, the engine housing. A smile spread across my face that felt bigger than\u00a0<\/p>\n
my entire head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s perfect,\u201d I whispered. \u201cPerfectly mine.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou and Tristan actually act exactly the same,\u201d Derek said with a bright smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1 turned to face him, confused. \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was the exact same way Tristan reacted the day he first touched Shirley.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I raised my eyebrow. \u201cWho\u2019s Shirley?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHis bike,\u201d Derek explained with a grin. \u201cHis beast.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh!\u201d I nodded with understanding, letting out a small laugh. I completely got how Tristan had felt, because right now I felt like this bike and I were meant to be together.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cClaire,\u201d I said suddenly,\u00a0<\/p>\n
Derek looked confused. \u201cWhat?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, I\u2019m here,\u201d I heard Claire say in my mind, her voice full of excitement.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHer name is Claire,\u201d I told Derek, patting the bike gently.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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I could feel Claire\u2019s joy flowing through me. She was happy and emotional about having the bike named after her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
You named her after me?\u201d she asked, touched.\u00a0<\/p>\n
(106)\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d named her after Claire because I felt connected to both of them most deeply. They were both parts of me that had been suppressed for\u00a0<\/p>\n
too long.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s a beautiful name, Derek said approvingly,\u00a0<\/p>\n
I nodded, answering both Derek\u2019s comment and Claire\u2019s question at the same time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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