Chapter Two
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Chapter Two
Jake’s Point of view
“Hey Jake” my best friend Col, greeted me over facetime, he lived in Spain and I lived in Oz so the time difference was always a pain in the ass, it was evening over there, and first thing in the morning here. I could hear all sorts of shouting going on in the background, along with a huge amount of door slamming.
“Hey Colin, everything okay? sounds like a mini war is going on over there” I chuckle
“Yeah, can you stop being so f*****g handsome, my sister is going CRAZY right now”
As he said his sister was going crazy, my heart literally stopped for a second, please tell me Molly is not upset with me.
“Cannot help it mate, so which one is going crazy?” I asked trying to sound all casual and everything.
“Clair, she still has the f*****g hots for you Man, and is pissed off over the article today. Molly said Hi and the earth moved again” Colin chuckled,
Shit, damn, bollocks, I can feel my cheeks starting to burn red again, damn my inherited mothers blushing genes.
“Yeah, I totally rocked her world dude” I say to cover my embarrassment, well in my little fantasy I had in the shower last night, I definitely rocked her world.
“So… what’s with Clair, she hormonal or something?” I ask trying to get the subject off Molly
“all the f*****g time mate, really, if you were not blood related, and it was Molly going on like this, you would have my full permission to give her one and put her out of her misery”
“Gross Col, really Gross” I shouted,
Not the thought of giving Molly one, no that was nice, really nice. But the thought of Clair yeah, that is just gross, she is my second cousin or third cousin, who the f**k knows at this point, but it is too close for comfort put it that way.
“Talking of sisters how’s your baba sister doing?” Col asked
“Yeah, doing good, I am heading home Friday afternoon for the weekend, and Mam has warned me Maria is a little terror at the moment, she has hit the terrible two’s stage, and is having a melt down every time she is told no to something” I laugh.
Yeah, my baby sister, I love her with every ounce of myself, and that is one thing I will unashamedly shout from the roof tops.
“Hey, maybe we should put her and Clair in the same room an see who can scream the loudest” Col quipped
“My bet is on Maria, seriously she has a strong set of lungs on her” I chuckle remembering her cute black hair that curls at the bottom, her big brown eyes like Mam, and her little winning smile, she is the perfect mix of Mam and Dad, and a little firecracker the apple of everyone’s eye.
“Oh s**t, Dad has called a family meeting, for me and Clair, best get off, have a good day mate”
“Yeah, sorry if that is my fault, but have a good night”
I clicked off facetime and headed out to my first lecture of the day, the anatomy of dogs.
Fuck I feel bad for Clair though, I did not realise she had it quite so bad for me, and I feel really rather guilty, but she is the wrong sister, and it is still a bit gross given we are actual blood relatives.
“Hey Jake, hold up” Scott shouts at me,
I stop walking and wait for him to catch me up in the corridor.
“Sorry, did we keep you up last night” Scott said, he did not look sorry, not one little bit the lucky bastard.
“Yeah, your live f*****g p**n shows often do mate” I quip at him.
Really, the girls he manages to pull have zero shame, they will f**k him anywhere, if I am in the next bed or not, they never seem to mind.
But when it comes to me, well nope, they just see Molly’s picture and run a mile. I am not surprised though, it is hard to compete with her, so gorgeous, so successful, so sexy…oh f**k I am getting another hard on thinking about her.
“I had her best friend lined up for you, but then the newspaper article happened, and well she went cold, sorry mate” Scott continued, yeah such is my f*****g life right now.
“Her loss” I quipped,
“Right, this is me, see you later mate” Scott waves and heads off to his own lecture room.
After two hours of looking at the internal organs of different breads of Dog, which is a lot more interesting that you might think, I head over to the canteen for some lunch. As I walk over my phone vibrates in my pocket picking it out, I take a deep breath… be cool Jake, just be cool
“Hey Molly, what do I owe the pleasure?” oh f**k that is lame
“Hey lover boy, cannot sleep, bored, and at Uncle Sab’s place, so thought who will be up at this time of night for me to bug, and thought of you” she giggled,
Oh, f**k the sound of her sweet giggle goes straight to my groin and I have a raging hard on, that is going to be noticeable to anyone in a ten mile radius!
“Glad to be of service babe” I chuckle at her.
“hum, yeah I bet you could be of service Jakey baby” she laughed.
Damn I know she is joking, but hell I love it when she talks like that…. Focus Jake, just f*****g focus on not sounding like a love sick f*****g puppy about her right now.
“So… I spoke with Col earlier, seems like Clair was in a bad mood again” I say trying to change the conversation from Molly’s playful flirting.
“Yeah, stud muffin, all your fault, that is why I am here and not at home, I wanted to avoid the drama” Molly huffed slightly
“What Molly, you scared of your baby sister! Wow, the great Molly Cornwall-Sutherland, balls of steel with no fear on a motorbike, run out of her house by a hormonal 19 year old” I tease her
“Yeah, I think she was dropped on her head as a baby, she should be over this stage by now… not that I ever hit that stage, I was to obsessed with motorbikes to care much about hot stud muffins like you Jakey baby”
“Yeah, you were babe, I remember” I chuckle, yeah, that is twice I have called her babe, and not once has she told me to pack it in, like she normally does.
“So… what are you up to now?” Molly asked,
“going for lunch, how about you?” I asked
“Laid in bed bored, wish you were here?” she chuckled,
Damn is she actually flirting right now? or still just having banter, because I have no clue at this point, but which ever it is, I am seriously going to be cracking one off for hours thinking about it later.
“According to the news papers I was there not long ago babe” I smile,
“Yeah, I know, did the earth move for you Jakey Baby” Molly teased
“Always does when I am with you babe” I chance my arm
She starts to laugh, not a cute little girly flirty laugh, but a full on belly laugh, f**k, she is just messing about again. As much as I love it, I really wish she wouldn’t because it gives me a little hope that one day she will finally let me tap that beautiful ass of hers.
“Oh, Jake you make me laugh so much, good job we can joke about all of it”
Shit my hard on has now retreated, hiding in a world of shame and embarrassment.
“Yeah, always, anyway, go to sleep, it must be around two in the morning, stop laid there thinking about me, I am heading for lunch… Laters Molly”
“Yeah Laters Jake”
Molly’s point of view
Why oh why did I ring Jake again???, and why oh why do I find my self having little crazy fantasies about him when I cannot sleep!
Shit, this is f****d up, if anyone knew it would cause so much more drama than is already happening at home.
But damn when we talk on the phone just me and him, I cannot deny the tingle I get down below. I turn over and try to sleep, feeling embarrassed at having been so flirty with Jake, again!
I just could not seem to help myself where he was concerned. God, I wish he was older, if he was older, I would be all over that hot body of his, like cream on a scone.
I decide to concentrate on the bike and imagine the Qatar track for the first race of the season. We have two months before I head off for the start of the season, the first three races are a bit of a b***h. Four weeks away from home, although all my family come with me, and the Paddock has been my home as much as anywhere since I was two years old, so it is not a big deal really, other than the none stop weekends and long assed flights.
Then it is back home to Spain for the Jerez race, one I know I should win, as that track suits my riding style perfectly, and I practise there a lot! Although Catalunya is a closer race track, it is Jerez I enjoy the most. The fan’s though always class Silverstone as my home race, even though I have not lived in England for 19 years now, but still, I class it as my home race also. I remember the first time I raced there, Jake was in the stands, he had just found out about his Dad being his Dad basically, Mark and Lilly were back together after god knows how many years apart. s**t… it feels like so long ago yet is only just over three years ago. How much things change in such a short span of time
Slowly I drift off to sleep remembering my first ever race in the championship fondly, and forgetting the crazy assed feelings I get when I think of Jake.
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