Melanie stood by Opies bike, admiring it.
"Ever rode one ? " he asked. "I have to meet Jax back in town. Something about a delivery back in Charming"
She gently touched the well worn seat, almost stroking it. "I had a red Yamaha overseas. I'd say it doesn't count , in comparison. Is this built for two passengers? " her eyes seemed to sparkle with mischief as she looked up at him.
Opie hesitated, then grinned back.
"Guess there's only one way to find out, right ?" With one swift movement, she was delicately lifted and placed on the rear portion of the seat.
"Till u can get on it yourself, I'm gonna have to help you..." he grunted, as he mounted. Melanie leaned softly against his massive body, and deftly reached her hands around his stomach. His musky scent intoxicated her slightly. Would it distract him if she let her hands wonder ?
"Hang on tight. .!" He started the bike and gunned it. Melanie felt herself quiver as the bikes vibrations caressed her thighs.
Opie gently guided the bike down the dirt drive, enjoying the sensations of her clinging. Then, as he pulled onto the blacktop, he rolled on the throttle.
They must've rode about an hour until they found a deserted beach , and Opie placed an old paint can lid under the kick stand. He'd had no opportunities till now to simply watch waves gently tumble into white foam, and recede into others.
"It's almost better n gettin a good buzz he thought earlier. Melanie sat against him on the sand, finishing her cigarette. This was heaven for her. She loved his quiet strength, and presence. Mitch , when he WAS with her, usually took what he needed and either fell asleep, or had some other pressing matter from work to deal with.
"Can we meet back at your room in town ?" She reached and touched his neck. His tattoos intrigued her.
If he was surprised, his face didn't show it. In fact, he looked very serious.
"I want to think about that...Donna was supposed to meet me here, but she decided not to...this was gonna be our chance to ..." he stopped, stared back at the waves and heaved a long sigh. Things were very rough since he was released a couple months earlier.
"I'm sorry..." Melanie gently tugged his leather jacket off, and rubbed his shoulders. "If it's any consolation, I've never enjoyed having Mitch away more than this very minute. Now I'm wondering what it's like to feel you closer ..." and she nuzzled his ear with a few kisses.
Opie jerked away with an involuntary laugh. "Don't do that, it tickles."
"Fawcett was picked up for questioning day before yesterday," Deke shared. "Bet they think he had something to do with shooting that guy, but I don't see why. Dan's a good man, got a nice operation out there. Good people working for him too." He took some change from the waitress and punched buttons on an ancient cash register.
"Folks seen him in town this morning, so I guess he's out now..."
Outside the diner, Jax pondered some decisions. "We need to find his cousin and get her outta there . Back to Charming, to the cabin. Hopefully we find Happy before he does anything stupid. We can't risk his getting involved in anything here, there's enough on our plates now. "
Tigg and Juice agreed. The next step was to figure out the quickest way to get them off the Fawcett farm without attracting attention to themselves.
