Silver and Bold

by Amber Burns

  “And that cute little southern peach is mine. Got it?” More frowns but everyone understood.

  I headed out to my bike, hoping to find a motel somewhere in town. The road was empty, as it usually was in this type of one street town. My mind drifted with the wind, thoughts of the darling in the bar swirling around in my head. I had never thought I would be the love at first sight but here I was completely infatuated with that gorgeous midwest beauty in the diner.

  She drew me in with every part of her, from the slight flare of her hips to the gentle curling of her blonde hair; the color of sunshine and sand and happiness. With all my sappy thoughts distracting me I almost missed the Motel 6 just off the main street. I parked my bike, checked in and waited to see what would come of the evening. My patience paid off as the object of my affection rounded the corner and glided into the manager’s office with a tray of cookies in her hands.

  She was obviously delivering a late night snack to the old grump sitting behind the counter. What a nice thing to do, I smirked. Before I could follow her in, my phone vibrated with a text.

  Hounds are on our tail. Better lay low for a couple days. – Beaker

  I grinned, typing quickly.

  Alright. There’s a motel down the road, mousy guy with glasses. We’ll base there for a while. – Chase

  Before Beaker could respond mystery girl came out of the office with a bag in her hand, probably trash. I followed her around to the back, grinning as she didn’t even notice me behind her.

  “It’s not safe for pretty girls like you to wander around all alone at night.” I murmured from the edge of the light.

  The poor pretty thing jumped, spinning around and putting her hands in front of her. The bag of trash lay abandoned on the floor as she trembled violently.

  “Wh-who’s there?” She asked, her voice shaking.

  “Hey, hey, no need to be afraid.” I murmured as soothingly as I could. “I’m not gonna hurt you.” I stepped forward, my hands raised.

  Her doe eyes widened as she stepped back, tripping over the trash bag as she did. I darted forward, feeling her skin under my hand for the first time as I caught her. Those lovely rose colored lips trembled, her eyes focused on my face as I studied her intently.

  “Th-thank you.” She stuttered finally, barely managing a small smile.

  “You’re beautiful.” I replied, smiling back. Her mouth opened in a silent oh as I started leaning in.

  My love put a hand against my chest, “Wait!” Despite her protests, her voice sounded husky and she didn’t call for help.

  “Why? I just want to kiss you.” I held myself back, forcing myself to wait for her response before I claimed her lips with mine.

  “Why?” she asked simply, her hand curling into a fist against my chest. She laid the heel of her hand there, relaxing slightly in my hold.

  “Why what?” I asked, confused now.

  “Why me? I don’t understand why you would want someone like me.” She murmured, her eyes downcast and her fingers tangling with themselves.

  I took her hand from my chest, bringing it to my lips along with her attention. I gave her my best smile, kissing her fingers as I spoke.

  “I could give you a million reasons but you still won’t understand because you don’t see yourself the way I see you.”

  She didn’t respond, her eyes trained on my lips where they met her fingers.

  “My name’s Allie,” she finally declared out of nowhere.

  I raised an eyebrow, “A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”

  Allie looked away, refusing to meet my gaze.

  “Can I kiss you now?”

  Allie frowned, “I barely know you.”

  I grinned, “Kissing is a great way to get to know someone.”

  Allie glanced up, “I’ve never kissed anyone like you before.”

  I smiled, “Kissing is kissing.”

  An almost imperceptible nod. As I claimed her lips, she relaxed in my arms and responded with a tentative hand on the side of my face. I swung our bodies around, smiling into the kiss and licking her bottom lip for entrance. Her mouth opened and they tangled gently, I could tell my baby was still unsure of herself. My frame pressed hers back into the wall, causing her to cry out in surprise. I gave her a moment to breathe, moving down to nip at her smooth, tanned neck. Her little moan surprised and excited me, pushing me on and causing a hickey to appear on her collar bone.

  “This- this… is nice…” she whispered.

  Her lightly calloused fingers worked up my neck, more moans escaping her cute little mouth. I moved up to kiss her again just as her fingers tangled into my hair.

  “I think you’ve done this more than you’ve let on,” I murmured against her cheek, “You’re an excellent kisser.”

  Allie frowned, forcing me to catch her lips with mine once again in an effort to bring about another smile. She pushed me away suddenly.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked, pulling away but keeping my body around hers.

  “I… I shouldn’t be doing this.” She whimpered, turning her head away, “It’s not right.”

  I frowned, my fingers tracing her jaw gently. “Why not? Doesn’t it feel good?”

  Allie frowned, nodding slowly, “Yes but-“

  I smiled, leaning my head against hers. “How could something that feels so good be bad?” I leaned in, waiting for her response.

  She shook her head before fleeing down the alley. She glanced back at me with flushed cheeks. “It did feel good.” She called in a voice I could barely hear and was gone.

  “God she’s adorable. Nothing in the world can keep me away from her, including her.” I told Beaker later that night.

  He chuckled, shaking his head, “Not with that Aunt of hers in the way.”

  I smirked, pulling my t-shirt off and going for my belt. “Then I’ll work around the Aunt.”

  Beaker snorted, looking away as I slid my pants down. “Can you not strip out in the open?

  We’re not on Magic Mike.” I grinned, “If it makes you uncomfortable that’s your problem not mine.”

  He growled lightly, not appreciating my joke. “How are you gonna work around the Aunt?”

  My grin turned into a smirk as I stretched out on the bed. “She can’t say no if I ask nicely, now can she?”

  Beaker shook his head with a grin before dropping it abruptly, “You got my text, right?”

  I frowned, “Yeah, I responded. We’re staying here for a couple days to throw off the Hounds.”

  Beaker nodded, “What about the one after that?”

  I shook my head, reaching for my phone. “I was a little busy. What’s up?”

  Beaker shrugged, “Nothing concrete yet but apparently Snout is only a half day’s ride away.”

  I frowned, “Already? Why? We’re no where near their territory.”

  Beaker shrugged, his eyes piercing. “I don’t know man. Word on the streets is their looking for some payback.”

  I frowned, “Let me guess, Scorp didn’t like me getting busy with his girl.” Beaker grinned again.

  “Well they don’t have to worry about that happening ever again. I love Allie. She’s my one and only from here on out.”

  Beaker raised an eyebrow, “That’s fast.”

  I smiled, remembering her cute moans in the alley. “She’s the only one for me. When you know, you know.”

  Beaker snorted, “You sound like a girl, man. What happened to the tough guy picking up chicks on the back of his bike?”

  I grinned, shrugging and stretching again. “He fell in love man. He fell in love.”

  The next morning I settled myself at the counter of the diner where Allie worked. Just as I’d hoped, she stood behind the counter with a coffee pot shaking in her hand. I smiled as sweetly as I could.

  “Good morning, darling. A cup of coffee, please?”

  She frowned, looking at me suspiciously.

  “Allie, give the man some coffee.” Miranda cried from across the ro
om.

  Allie blushed and poured me a full cup. I grinned, showing my teeth. “Thanks.”

  Allie looked taken aback. Her shock registered on her face, her eyes glued to my teeth.

  “Are you alright?” I questioned gently, raising an eyebrow.

  Her cheeks reddened to the color of a rose before she hid it by busying herself with the coffee maker.

  “I-I’m just surprised that you take such good care of your teeth.” She murmured finally, refusing to look at me.

  I shrugged, “My parents didn’t pay thousands of dollars for braces for nothing.”

  She gasped again, “Parents?”

  I snorted at her obvious confusion. “Yes, dear. I have parents. I didn’t come from outer space. Even Superman has parents.”

  She giggled slightly, saying nothing in response.

  “Something funny?” I questioned, keeping my expression gentle and friendly.

  “Oh, just the comparison of Superman and you. It’s funny.”

  I fixed my face into a playful scowl. “You don’t think I can be Superman?”

  My poor darling squeaked, pressing back away from me. “I-I, no, I didn’t, I mean, I, um, I’m sorry!” Allie stuttered frantically.

  I smiled gently, “Shh, shh, I’m not mad. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

  She stared at me with wide eyes for a moment. I took her hand gently, rubbing the back with my thumb. “Shh, shh.”

  My love took a deep breath, her chest shaking slightly as she fought back tears.

  “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to scare you. Don’t cry. I’m sorry.” I soothed gently, bringing her hand to my lips.

  She squeaked, her tears forgotten as she rushed into the kitchen with flaming cheeks. I smiled slightly, glad she wasn’t upset.

  “You better not be playing her, you hear me? Biker or no you’ll have hell to pay if you hurt her. Break her little heart I’ll break your teeth in.”

  I fought back a grin, arranging my features into a look of respect that the tired middle-aged woman probably didn’t see often.

  “I’m sorry ma’am. I didn’t mean to come off like that. I’m generally interested in Allie. She’s lovely.”

  Miranda sighed, plopping down on the seat beside me. “I’m going along with this because she is lovely and she deserves some attention. Poor thing grew up out here, home schooled cause we don’t have a school close enough. Mom and pop working out on a farm so they sent her to me for some adventure. You lot of crazies are the most adventure we’ve had here since, well, ever.”

  I grinned at her guts.

  “So I can take her on a date? Do you guys have a movie theatre?”

  The protective old aunt looked me up and down, frowning slightly. “If you can get her to agree, which I’m sure you will. Nowhere nearby. I’m not letting my favorite niece get on that death trap motor cycle so you better find a nice walking route somewhere around. Use that brain before it gets squished without a helmet.” At that, she stood up, stretching slightly. “I’m gonna go clean some more tables where I can’t hear you.”

  I grinned at her less than subtle way of telling me to call Allie over. I turned back to the counter, noticing that I’d finished my coffee.

  “Coffee, please!” I called, leaning over the counter with a grin.

  Allie came out tentatively, frowning at me. “Would you like anything else?” my darling corrected herself quickly, “Something to eat? Would you like something to eat?”

  I sighed, “In that case, eggs and bacon with a side of toast. Nothing fancy.”

  She nodded, writing it down on her pad of paper. I noticed how she stuck her tongue out a little as she wrote, focusing completely on the task at hand. When she looked up she jumped, her eyes wide and innocent.

  “Why are you looking at me like that?”

  I chuckled at her reaction to my smile, “Come for a walk with me tonight.”

  Her mouth dropped slightly, glancing over at her aunt. “Pardon?”

  I grinned, “Tonight, after you get off. Come for a walk with me. Just a walk.”

  She frowned, shaking her head, “I don’t think Aunt Miranda will approve.”

  From across the diner we heard a huff. “Just go on the dang walk, child. It’s not like he’s taking you for a ride on that death trap of his!”

  Allie looked down, her only argument now invalid. “I… Are you sure Aunt Miranda?”

  Aunt Miranda turned around at this, a hand on her hip. “I don’t want you to ever repeat this to your mom or pop but if you don’t go out with that boy I will make you work double shifts instead.”

  Allie squeaked, looking back at my growing smile, “I guess then I don’t have much choice.”

  I picked up a piece of buttered toast, “I promise I’m more fun then working.”

  Allie giggled, busying herself with wiping down the already sparkling counter.

  From behind me, I could hear Miranda ranting softly under her breath, “Good grief child, like pulling teeth! And that sure is setting the bar high, now aren’t you son? Kids these days. Don’t know how to date properly. When I was twenty three…”

  I snorted at her ranting, keeping an eye on Allie as she furtively snuck glances at me with a small smile. I ate silently for a long time, content to just be near the love of my life. Several times my phone buzzed but I couldn’t bring myself to spoil the moment by taking out my phone. Finally, while Allie was in the kitchen, I pulled it out to check what all the fuss was about.

  Snout passed town last night, no incident. – Beaker

  I frowned. I was glad that we’d hadn’t been found while Allie was nearby but also upset that Snout had managed to catch up so fast. He must’ve been tracking us for a while.

  Any word where he’s heading? – Chase

  I responded after several seconds deliberation. Beaker responded much faster then you’d expect from a guy with fingers the size of sausages.

  Southwest down to the Texas border then loop up to rendezvous. – Beaker

  I groaned, leaning my head back in frustration. We had less than a week before he’d loop back and probably catch us.

  “Everything alright?” Allie asked gently, refilling my coffee mug.

  I pulled on a smile, “Now that you’re here, everything’s perfect.”

  Allie snort of derision from Miranda broke the moment as I tried to lean in to kiss my lovely Allie. I sighed, standing up.

  “I’ll be back for lunch, promise.”

  Allie frowned, desperately hiding a blush. “I’ll make sure to be on my break when you do.”

  Several hours later, I sat on my bike with Beaker and several other guys around me.

  “I want this to be awesome, got it? Nothing goes wrong. If the hounds show up you gag them and play some shitty pop music until they yield.” They nodded. “I’m telling you, if you guys let anything go wrong, heads will be rolling and I won’t share my whiskey.” More nods and a full belly laugh from Beaker. I let the others go, turning around to raise an eyebrow at Beaker.

  “Something funny?”

  He shrugged, “You’ve changed man. Are you sure you’re gonna keep up with us with a girl at home?”

  I snorted, “Are you kidding? I’m not letting her out of my sight. Well, you know what I mean.”

  Beaker frowned, “You gonna take her to meet the Hounds?”

  I frowned, suddenly remembering that they needed to be dealt with. “I deal with them and then I’m off. You’ll have your own biker outfit soon.”

  Beaker’s eyes went wide, his mouth dropping open from behind his beard. “You’re kidding. I can’t lead! I follow and pretend to ignore your lead while you make sure I don’t do anything stupid!”

  I smiled, “You’ll get the hang of it. You’ve watched me for years. I have faith in you man. Just go with the flow. Besides, you’ll have a couple more days to learn once I get Allie to fall for me.”

  He sighed, “You’re pretty confident.”

  I smirked. “She’s a pr
etty lady and I’m a confident man.”

  “Alright man, I’ll let you finish setting up. Just don’t make her scream too loud or you’ll wake the neighbors… and their shotguns.”

  I grinned, watching my good friend ride away.

  “He’ll make a good leader.” I muttered to the sky, “He just doesn’t know it yet.” With that utterly ridiculous moment passed, I returned to getting ready for my date with Allie. “She’s going to love it.” I told the old barn cat sitting several feet away.