Every morning Kagome took a jog around her neighborhood. She was up at 6:20, and out of the house at 6:30. She ran the same route every day. Past the silver haired florist, over the bridge with the cloves of singing coy fish, through the park scattered with fallen pine needles, where she finally arrived at chase bank. However don't be fooled, she wasn't there for the atms, rather, what lay across the street.
She took a seat on a comfortable bench where she would sit in the shade in wait for a particular fawn colored man.
Kagome took a sip from her water bottle and peeked at her watch. It read 7:05. Any minute now he would appear, with his cherry wood hair, and his ripped jeans. She bit her lip and made an exhausted yet, excited sigh. A minute later a man on a motorcycle appeared from around the the corner of the street. He pulled into the Harley Davidson bike shop, parked, and stood up from his bike. She watched as he slowly took off his helmet, letting his raspberry chocolate hair cascade out. Her breath caught. The way his riding jacket and ripped jeans had him looking like a bad boy made Kagome take a shaky breaths as she watched him in stride. He had a refined demeanor to him, almost prince like, wolf like even. She watched as he began to open the doors to the side garage area of the building.
She sat there for 15 minutes watching him fiddle with bike parts until the alarm on her watch began to beep. She took one more look across the street, and began to jog back home.
After work Kagome took a shower and headed for bed. The last thought before she fell asleep was his marvelous body grinding on hers. The thought made her shiver with anticipation.