Chapter 4 – Daryl
I hadn't ridden my bike for this long since way before the turn. If my ass was sore, I bet Lauren's was too. Just thinking about her ass in those tight jeans started to get my dick hard. "Fuck," I thought to myself. "I'm not riding with a fuckin' hard on. Think of somethin' else Dixon."
I looked down at the directions I had written on my arm and thought we were getting pretty close to the cabins. It had been an easy ride these last few miles. There were no road blocks or walkers around which I thought was a bit strange.
Lauren still had her arms wrapped around me, but at least I could breathe. Hell, even when I couldn't take a deep breath, I enjoyed the feel of her wrapped around me. At least I told her I thought she was pretty back when we stopped. I hope she knows I wasn't fuckin' with her, I meant it.
As tiring as this trip was, there was no way I wasn't going to volunteer for it. If anyone else did, I would have convinced Rick it had to me. I wasn't gonna let her do this on her own…or with anyone else. If this goes south on us, I didn't trust anyone to protect her 'cept me or Rick and Rick ain't gonna leave the kids to do this. If this cabin idea worked out it, it would help all of us, but I took this trip for me. It was time for me to grow a pair and see if I could get her and me together. I've been a pussy about this for way too long.
Lauren tapped my left arm indicating I needed to turn there. The bike bumped down an old dirt road for a couple miles and I did my best to maneuver around the annoying debris in the road. I easily saw no one had been down this way in a long time.
"Stop here Daryl," Lauren said. "The cabins are up there."
I pulled up to a small overgrown dirt drive that would barely fit a car down it and turned off the bike. Lauren got off first and then I followed her. I thought it best to hide the bike and packs separately. This way if anything happened, we may only lose one, not both.
I went down the path first... I was point… I always was, this way I could look for tracks to see what was up ahead. Our security, safety had to be first at all costs. Lauren couldn't track, but she'd have my back, I didn't doubt that for a second. I'd seen her in control during the many walker encounters that the group had met up with. She was equally good with a knife or her gun. I respected that.
After a few steps I stopped to survey the ground. Nothin'…no tire tracks…no footsteps …nothin'.
"Let's go Annie," I said softly and we quietly continued down towards her cabin.