Part Three- Chapter 31
"It doesn't have to be on Valentine's Day. It doesn't have to be by the time you turn eighteen or thirty-three or fifty-nine. It doesn't have to conform to whatever is usual. It doesn't have to be kismet at once, or rhapsody by the third date.
It just has to be. In time. In place. In spirit.
It just has to be."
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DARYA P.O.V
The shrill of the alarm woke me up and I groaned as I heard it. Quillon switched it off and I was glad for it. But I was surprised when he woke up after gently moving my arms, which was wrapped around his waist.
God! It's six already? I feel like I have slept only for five minutes. With that thought, I fell asleep again.
"Darya" I could hear Quillon calling me after sometime, but I did not respond. "Darya" he called louder this time and shook me forcefully. My forehead crumpled and whining, I turned, so that my back was to him. Sleep.... Sleep!
"Darya, wake up" he snapped, when I kept ignoring him.
"Go away" I grumbled covering my face with a nearest pillow. Quillon snatched it and growling, I opened my eyes. "What's your problem?" I demanded drowsily. Is it six-thirty already?
"Get up. Take a shower. We are going out" I could hear Quillon telling me. But his voice was faint because I could already feel sleep welcoming me.
"This is the last time I am saying- Get up" he hissed while my head touched the mattress. "That's it doll-face" he snapped and the next thing I realize Quillon was carrying me in his arms.
My eyes flew open and I squeaked while he lowered me down to stand on my own feet, in the shower. "W-what?"
Quillon punched a button of the multi sprays and I yelped as needle-sharp sprays hit me. "Are you insane?" I screamed while he smirked cruelly, watching me jump in the spacious shower.
"Glad you are awake. Now take a shower" he ordered and walked out of the bathroom, while I began cursing at me.
I was definitely awake now!
But I didn't understand what Quillon's problem was. Why is he waking me up at so early? I wake up an hour later than him. Sighing, I began shedding my clothes.
Wrapped only in a towel, I entered our room and gasped out loud when I checked the time.
4:30 A.M?
Four-thirty? He woke me up so early? What the hell is wrong with him? Muttering a string of curses, I went to the closet and quickly put on a T-shirt and shorts.
"Quillon" I shouted the moment I came out of our room. Instead of using the stairs, I jumped through the railing to go downstairs.
"What?" he snapped coming out of the kitchen.
"Do you know what time it is?" I hissed glaring at him. "Who the hell wakes up so early and why did you—"
"Do you or do you not want to go to see the waterfalls?" Quillon cut me off, silencing me.
"Wa-Waterfalls?" I asked in surprise.
"Swift Falls. You wanted to go there... remember?" he pointed out and I nodded. I do remember. I wanted to go there, the moment Quillon had told me about it but he cut me off that day. However, the fact that he still remembered it meant a lot to me.
"Why so early?"
"It's a long journey" he replied with a shrug. "Go... change" Quillon said going back to kitchen.
"Okay" I said still in a daze and walked upstairs wondering why he suddenly wanted to take me there. Today was a Wednesday and I had college today, plus he had work but still... If Quillon wanted to go there, then I wouldn't refuse.
My wolf wagged her tail excitedly because she was very pleased that Quillon was taking us there.
Quickly, I changed into a denim shorts, maroon tank top and ankle boots. I also wore a striped cardigan over it and in my rucksack backpack, I kept my essentials. I left my hair loose since it was still slightly wet.
"Your breakfast" Quillon said the moment I walked into the kitchen. He looked really very good even though he was wearing a simple white t-shirt and denim.
While I was eating, I watched him write a note for Quinn and sticking it on the oven, inside which he also kept the breakfast. So very concerned about his brother...
"Meet me in the garage in five minutes" he commanded before going out.
"Yes sir" I said to his back but he ignored it.
As I entered the garage, I was surprised to see Quillon crouching next to his BMW Motorrad.
Oh My!
"Quillon... are we going in this?" I hesitantly pointed towards the bike. I did not want to keep my hopes up.
"Yes" he answered standing up and I squealed in delight.
"I so love riding motorbikes" I said clapping my hands.
"Yeah, well... I have no intention of letting you ride" Quillon said with a fake smile, and I scowled at him. "It's mine" he added with a glare, before I could protest.
"Fine" I said grinding my teeth together as he held the handle and wheeled the bike out of the garage.
One day, I will buy my own bike and I will not even let him look at it!
Putting on his brown leather biker jacket, Quillon sat on the bike and I inhaled sharply. He looked very sexy on a bike. I could stand there and stare at him all day, all night! "Put this on" he said thrusting the helmets into my hands, distracting me.
"Do you ride well?" I asked tightening the straps of the helmet. Even though his face was covered by the dark visor of his helmet I could still see the glare he shot me. "Kidding" I chuckled straddling the bike from behind.
Tiny sparks of electricity sent tremors of excitement on my body while I placed my hands on Quillon's shoulders. I sensed him stiffen and then relaxing again. He was affected by it too.
"Ready?" Quillon asked looking at me through his shoulders and I nodded excitedly. Twisting the throttle, Quillon set off.
Quillon was a fast rider!
The engine made loud racket as we drove through the roads. As it was only five in the morning, there were no vehicles in the road. The weather was also very cold and I felt the cold gust of wind on my bare skin. I should have worn jeans...
"Cold?" he asked while I clutched his jacket tightly.
"I can manage" I replied and he nodded.
We rode on the open roads with green trees surrounding us. We rode past several towns plus a railway station. I kept staring at our surroundings, until Quillon spoke, "We are riding through the mountains... lean closer while into the turns" he said to me.
"Okay" I replied so that he could know I heard him.
The mountain road, as usual was meandering. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I leaned closer so that my body was tightly pressed against his. My wolf moaned in delight and biting my bottom lip and rested my head against his shoulder so that no sound escaped from my mouth.
When no sound came out, I slowly raised my head and looked at our surroundings. We were definitely travelling up the mountains because I could see clear green fields down below. Looking at it, I felt like I was at the top of the world!
The sun was slowly rising and yawning, I once again rested my head on Quillon's back and stared at the spectacular scenery.
Quillon brought the bike to a halt at a parking area for tourists. Getting off, I stretched my hands and legs, while staring at my surroundings. There was greenery everywhere and I absolutely loved it. The place was quiet and there were no vehicles in the parking area, other than our bike.