RIDER
When I turn away from Halie, I rush to my cabin, heading for the shower. The spray of the water is harsh, a welcome glacier against the furnace of my body. I'm not myself today. I'm leering and I hate it. I have to get my thoughts together and to do that I need to take a breather. Take a step away from everything including my newly-yet clueless mate and analyse things.
I finish, grabbing a black shirt with matching shorts. It's not my favorite, practically it doesn't need to be, in a few they'll be ruined anyway.
Oh shit, I realized, I haven't even gotten time to eat breakfast.
With all the back and forth between Halie and I, it didn't even register that I was hungry. The front door swings open, Allison storming in but my eyes are glued to what's in her hands. In a few quick steps, I've swiped everything, including the cup of coffee, settling on the stool in the kitchen.
"You're welcome Rider, " She says sarcastically taking a seat, her hands slowly stroking her enlarge stom
