7. The Patriots Ch. 04-06

Despite this toughness she was distinctly feminine. He was sure the way she moved was designed specifically to torment him, and the way she said his name with her rounded, airy accent cut straight to his heart. His name was invented to be pronounced by her delectable mouth.

His confidence that starting a relationship with her was a bad idea was quickly waning. He knew with certainty that he didn't want a foreign girlfriend; the problem was he was also certain that he wanted Ellia like he'd never wanted anyone else before.

He needed to get away from her. He needed to talk to Lucas, or Matthew, or Nicholas or someone who could make him see sense, someone who could put things back in perspective for him. He was going to have a long life and it was important to find someone to spend it with who wasn't going to make him live in a strange country, or who wouldn't feel like she was compromising by living in the US with him.

His trip home for the trials couldn't have come a moment too soon. Ellia drove him to the airport in his car. He'd told her to use it as much as she wanted over the next two weeks and that she could stay at his place if she wanted too. His house had a few extra amenities that her apartment didn't, like a clothes washer, internet and TV.

"Good luck and have fun," she said as she stood on the curb outside the airport terminal.

"Thanks for everything Ellia." He allowed himself the luxury of hugging her, of breathing in her scent and feeling her body press against him. His brain was going wild being this close to her and he felt flashes of all of the different scenarios he'd imagined passing through his body. "I'd better go. Airlines always have issues with bikes."

She smiled and nodded. "Call me when you get a chance."

"Okay."

As he was walking away he heard her rev the engine of his car aggressively. He turned, surprised, and saw her sitting in the drivers seat laughing at him.

That little cow. She knew he liked to baby his car. She waved to him before she pulled out into the traffic. Micah was left smiling and shaking his head. She'd learned exactly how far to push him to tease him without upsetting him.