Friday Night, A Secluded Part Of The Beach

[walks_two_paths]

As promised, the delivery men for Nast's had made sure the bike was to Savannah by the close of business. She packed a basket of food and then took the food, a blanket, a tent and the bike out to the beach. She had chosen this part of the beach because it was where she usually practiced her magic where it wouldn't hurt anyone

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[fantastic_torch]

He knew that wasn't his girl, sitting on that bike.

Wait a second, hold on... look at that bike.

"Savannah Levine Storm, what are you sitting on a bike that belongs to someone else?" Because it had to belong to someone else, right?

[walks_two_paths]

Well, at least it wasn't all four names...

"Because the person it belongs to loves me very much and won't get mad at me for sitting on his bike..."

[fantastic_torch]

He'd remember next time. Because with her, he knew there would be a next time.

Johnny was still trying to pick his jaw up from the beachy floor. "I'm a... that's... no you did not."

[sorry slow, hon, rl snuck up on me..]

[walks_two_paths]

Yeah, there probably would be.

She swung her legs around so she was sitting sideways on the bike instead of straddling it.

"Yeah, it's yours. I told you I had something for you that you could use in your motocross when you go home."

[[No problem, sweetie. *hugs*]]