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"What’s a beautiful girl like you doing sitting out here all alone?"

I hear the husky, deep voice and turn, but I can only see the dull orange glow of a cigarette I squint and I can see a shadow of a ainst a pole I want him to come out If his looks match that voice

He steps out and my mouth drops open as he sloalks towards me My heart haining things When the light is shining down over him, I actually rub my eyes to make sure I’m not crazy It’s Nathaniel Alexander He’s a world champion motocross racer

My mouth drops open as I take him in Not only is Nate extrest woo to his races just to see him He’s the rock star of the motocross world

It takes me a moment to be able to speak, because all I want to do is babble incoherent nonsense that won’t do e to blurt out The urge to s

He chuckles softly "I was never good at them"

"So it seems"

His smile widens, and he shoves a packet of smokes at me "Want one?"

I shake my head "My trainer would kill , black boots are unlaced, giving him that lazy, sexy look "Trainer?"

I stare for a moment now he’s up close I’ve seen him on television before but he’s so much better in person Nate is allmessily on his head His jaw is square and covered in a few days’ growth that gives hiot full lips and a perfectly sculpted nose

It’s his eyes that h The eyes are what suck you in They’re green I don’t just reen that blends with his gorgeous olive skin to create a look that is very rare in a male They’re out of this world They’re o to be a dance teacher," I finally sta his question

He studies h the faded deni They look incredible on him "Do you have a name, Dancer?"

I smile I can’t help it "Do you have a nah his hair "I’m Nate"