Whiskey Burning by Bella Jewel EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Bella Jewel
- Language: English
- Genre: New Adult & College Romance
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SCARLETT
I bring my knees up to my chest and stare out the back of my tour bus as we
make our way to Los Angeles for a show tonight. The sun is setting on the
horizon bringing in beautiful yellow and orange colors that light up the
scenery as if it’s on fire, as if it’s burning. I start humming a tune, nothing
old, but something new. As my eyes scan over the freedom beyond the
windows of my bus, I feel a warmth travel over me. I wonder what it would
be like to just disappear into those mountains, beyond that sunset, to a
world where nothing makes any sense, but that’s exactly how you’d want it
to be.
“Beyond the sunset, she sees freedom burning,” I hum, feeling
something gathering in my mind, something new, something real and deep.
It’s been a long time since I’ve sung from the heart.
Mostly, I sing what they want me to sing.
A motorcycle appears in my line of sight, snapping me from the lyrics
building in my head. I know whoever is on it most likely can’t see me
because of the tinted glass on my bus, but I can see him as he nears. I bring
my face up to the glass and peer out. He’s wearing an open-faced helmet,
and he has the most breathtaking face I’ve ever seen. I can’t see his eyes
through the dark sunglasses, but there is something about his features and
how they’re put together that tells me he’d take my very breath away if he
were to take them off.
Chiseled jaw covered in dark stubble, full lips, a slightly crooked nose,
dark hair pushed down over his forehead and curling out from the helmet,
skin soft and olive. He’s wearing a dark leather jacket and, as he gets closer,
I see it has a number of different things written on it, mostly in the form of
patches. The first thing my eyes train in on is the patch that reads ‘Iron Fury
MC’. On the other side, there are a few other random patches—I can’t read
them from here.
He’s a biker.
The thrill that has me bringing my face closer to the glass.
I’ve never seen a biker up close. They’re everywhere, of course, and
everyone knows about them, but I’ve never been right near one. I wonder
how it feels to just ride that bike, the wind in your face, the road taking you
wherever you want to go. My heart longs for that feeling.
I zone in on his hands curling around the handlebars of the dark-blue
motorcycle he’s riding. He’s got thick rings on his fingers—skulls, I think.
He’s a big man, and I know beneath that jacket and those blue jeans that fit
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