Page 94 of Family Bonds- Kelsey & Van

“Guess it worked,” he said.

“So we are all good with Bill?” she asked.

He was hoping to forget about that, but she had to bring it up again. “As good as we are going to be. I don’t see him being a problem, but if he is I want to know. You’ll tell me, right?”

“Of course I will,” she said. “I told you right away today. And just so you know, Lexi told me Bill sent her an email that he won’t be doing business with us.”

“Good,” he said.

“Hopefully my mother doesn’t get annoyed that I cost us business,” she said, scratching her chin. “Not that filing his taxes is all that big of a deal, but you know, business is business.”

“Kelsey,” he warned.

“I know, I know. Be serious. But I’d rather have fun. Can you take me for a ride?”

“Sure,” he said, leading her toward her room.

She burst out laughing. “You can do that later. I want a ride on the motorcycle.”

“We can do that,” he said. “I’ve got an extra helmet.”

One that he’d ordered a few weeks ago just for her.

Guess he’d been feeling the love for a while too, but it was best not to tell her, as she’d crack a joke about it.

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ON THE SLOW END

“This is awesome!” Kelsey screamed in his ear as he made the turn onto the cliff road. “This is almost better than sex!”

She thought she heard him grunt but wasn’t sure. It was hard to tell anything with the helmet on and the wind slapping her in the face combined with the roar of the motor.

She was glad that she put a sweatshirt on even though it was seventy out and she didn’t think she’d need it.

You need it when you are going this fast outside in the open air.

The speed limit was fifty on this road up to the top of the cliff. She knew he was going faster. At least it felt it to her.

She was holding on for dear life and loving every minute of it.

Where the heck had this been her whole life?

A few minutes later, Van reached the top of the cliff and shut the bike off. She got off, her legs a little wobbly for a second, then she took the helmet off and shook her hair out of her face.

“How hard is it to get a motorcycle license?” she asked.

“Nope,” he said. “I’m not helping you with that. I don’t need your father on my case.”

She giggled. “You’re not afraid of my father, are you? Because it’s my mother you have to worry about.”

He lifted an eyebrow at her. “All the more reason for you not to do it and get me in trouble. We can take a ride on this whenever you want. I like driving it around the island over my truck most times.”

They moved closer to the ledge and she put her arms on the top of the fence to look out over toward the ocean.

The water was crashing on the rocks below. She loved watching Mother Nature at its finest.

“I’ve been here before,” she said. “I’ve been all over the island. It’s so pretty. More so from the air, but I don’t go up much in the helicopter. I just don’t leave the island enough to worry or if I do I take the ferry. My parents take the helicopter more though.”

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