Chapter Three
Six hours later it was 8 o'clock. He figured he should get up and get ready.
He went into the bathroom and started the water for his shower. Taking his boxers off, he got in.
He let the water flow over his body, soaking in the warmth. He relaxed his mind and body, getting in tune for the race. He had to stay focused. There was no way he would be able to do this if he wasn't focused.
After finishing his shower, he dressed and walked outside to do a last-minute tune-up on his bike.
Once he was satisfied with everything, he looked at his watch. It read 9 o'clock. Still another hour to go before he would begin looking for the action. He decided to go into town to grab a bite to eat.
Meanwhile, she had just gotten out of the shower herself and was getting dressed when there was a knock on her door.
"Just a sec," she yelled, pulling her black tank top over her head. "Come in."
The door opened and one of her cousin's mechanics poked his head in.
"Hey. Just wanted to let you know we took a look at the bike for tonight. Did a little tune-up, made it a little faster. Nothin' you can't handle, though."
"Thanks, Rocky," she smiled.
"No prob. See ya in a bit."
"Yeah. See ya," she said as he closed the door.
She dried her hair out, letting it fall into ringlets on her shoulders and down her back.
She grabbed a leather jacket out of her closet, picked up her keys and helmet from her dresser and headed downstairs.
Bastian saw her as she made it to the foot of the stairs.
"You ready for this?" he questioned.
"As ready as I'll ever be. Seeing as I don't really have a choice," she answered, walking into the kitchen where he followed her. "Rocky said he tuned the bike."
"Yeah," Bastian said. "I asked him to make sure it was good to go."
"Thanks."
"Anytime."
She looked around at the kitchen, which was empty except for the two of them.
"So, we ready?" she asked.
"Yeah."
"You got the thing?"
"Already in the car."
"Aight. Ready when you are, cuz."
"Let's go," he replied, gesturing for her to go first.
She stepped out of the house into the garage and he followed, closing the door behind him and locking it.