"Let's get out of town this weekend." Auggie stated, out of the blue.
Annie raised her eyebrows. "Do you know something I don't?"
"That you are going stir crazy." Auggie said.
Annie sighed. "As intuitive as you are, I couldn't imagine what a smug asshole you must have been when you could pick up on visual cues."
Auggie smiled. "Everybody loved me then, too." He added a wink. "I just might have been better about noticing it." He added softly.
Annie gave him a kiss on the cheek. "All's well that ends well. Yes, I think I would enjoy a weekend away. But I'm going to make the arrangements this time."
Auggie grinned. "Whatever you say, dear."
...
Annie flew a lot, but flying with Auggie was completely different than her solo missions. She gladly gave him the window seat, raising the arm on the seat between them and curling into his side. He held her close and stretched his legs as much as he could manage.
When they exited the airport, Annie found a man holding a sign saying "Walker."
"Miss Walker, Mister Anderson. I hope your flight was comfortable."
Annie grinned and noticed Auggie was doing the same. "It was just fine. Is everything ready?"
"Certainly. Are you waiting for bags?"
"No, we are traveling light. Just here for the weekend." She said, then they followed the man to the parking garage. "Perfect!" Annie stated when she saw the ride.
"What do we have?" Auggie asked.
As a response, Annie handed him a motorcycle helmet. He gave a broad smile as he put it on. "I better not be riding in a side-car this time."
"Here, take my backpack so it isn't between us." Annie said as she pushed it into his hand.
Auggie wordlessly complied as she led him to the motorcycle. Within a minute he was settled behind her and they were on the road.
A short ride later they stopped at a hotel and went to the room.
"What is on our agenda tonight?" Auggie asked, then kissed Annie to show his preference.
"Everything you have in mind, after dinner." She pulled away and he heard her bag rustling.
"Everything? I think you underestimate what I have in mind."
"Likewise." She responded seductively in a whisper directly into his ear.
She handed him the backpack, which was heavier this time. Again, they got onto the motorcycle and hit the streets.
Auggie was oddly comfortable with the fact that he had no idea where they were and where they were going. He trusted Annie in ways that surprised himself. As they cruised on a straight flat stretch of road, he dropped his hands from her body and held them out to the sides, enjoying the rush of the air against his skin. The bike slowed and Annie tapped his thigh. He wrapped his arms around her again and heard the engine push as they accelerated up a hill.
The bike leaned into the turns as they made their way up a hill. Annie maneuvered the vehicle gracefully, while Auggie tried to distract her with his hands that were comfortably just below her breasts.
At the top of the hill, Annie slowed the bike to a stop. Auggie slid off the back and pulled off his helmet. Gravel crunched beneath his feet and it sounded like they were alone.
"I take it we aren't at the restaurant?" He asked.
"We are in top of a hill, rather secluded, overlooking the bay."
Auggie could hear the waves crashing below. "So, this is our dinner?" Auggie asked, holding up the backpack.
"Got it in one." Annie replied.
"You handled those turns pretty well." Auggie said as Annie laid out a blanket.
"It wasn't my first time driving a bike." She replied, handing him a bottle of wine and corkscrew.
"It was a thrill."
Annie pulled him down on the blanket and poured the wine into small plastic cups.
"I assume there is some food in that bag, as well?"
Annie laughed a breath. "Yes."
...
They headed back early, with Annie taking the turns more slowly. Auggie was in the process of taking her clothes off as they entered the hotel room.
"What did you have in mind for tomorrow?" Auggie asked.
"I don't know. Sit on the beach? People watching? Build a giant sandcastle?"
Auggie smiled "You do like to play in the waves, right?"
"Of course."