well?”
I giggled as I settled back into the corner of the lounge. “Okay, no more punching you.”
Austin shook his head trying not to laugh as he packed his books into his bag.
“I'm hungry, you want breakfast?”
“Sure, what have you got?”
He crinkled his face with a slight sneer.
“Nothing appetizing. Come on, I know a great place. Maybe you might even find something better than those lovely pants.”
Ten minutes later we were back at the hotel, I had insisted that I removed the horrid clown pants and quickly changed back into my own. Austin was waiting by his bike with his helmet in hand.
“Okay, ready to go.”
He turned and stuffed the helmet onto my head.
“We aren't walking?”
My voice was muffled by the padding which made Austin smile. When he had a genuine smile, it was hot.
“It's in town, climb on.”
I watched as he got onto his bike, waiting for me to get on. As I lifted my leg over the bike he turned the engine over, the beast of a thing rumbled to life. Austin took my hands and wrapped them around his waist, I was grateful that he couldn't see my red cheeks.
“Feet on the pegs.”
As he turned to show me, I could feel the muscles contort under his shirt. I would lay money on their being one ripped torso underneath this shirt. Austin pulled the bike out onto the street as I lifted my feet onto these little peg things. They didn't look like the kind of pegs I had seen. As the bike lurched forward fast, my grip around him tightened.
A few minutes later Austin pulled the bike into a small car park of a diner, the sign was flickering a dull and faded light. A bell dinged as Austin pushed through the door, rousing the attention of the fellow in the kitchen.
“Hey Oz, two big breakfasts.” Austin turned to me. “You like coffee?”
“Uh yeah sure.”
“And coffees.”
The man nodded, as we sat I could hear the sizzle of something being put on the flat grill.
“So, do you like working at the bar?”
Austin shrugged. “It's alright.”
His fingers gently thumped on the table, his eyes glancing out the windows.
“What about you?”
“Oh well I'm a student so I can only work a few hours at the local cafe.”
“I'll bet it's different to this place.”
I looked around the diner, the place was outdated and in dire need of renovation. It was okay, nothing a coat of paint and new fittings wouldn't fix. I couldn't imagine my boss Benny working in here, I couldn't even imagine him offering the owner money to buy the place. No doubt he would have a pink fit if he had to run this place. He was all about the stylish cafe that served designer lunch meals with a price tag to match. I couldn't afford to eat for the week if I had a meal in his cafe.
“Yeah, worlds apart.”
“Brothers, sisters... parents?”
“One of each unfortunately.” I grumbled. “Brother is a lawyer, sister is dentist. I'm the late in life miracle that they hold great hope for.”
Austin chuckled. “What are you studying?”
“Supposed to be medicine but I gave that away.” I crinkled my nose. “So I work mostly and I'm doing a photography course. It's okay I guess. What about you, got any siblings?”
“Only child, both parents around here somewhere.” He shrugged. “They come and go as they please.”
A plate of food was dumped in front of me, a couple of eggs, sausages, bacon and toast. He had even put a sprig of parsley on the cooked tomato. I looked up at Oz who offered a grumbled muttering as he dumped the plate in front of Austin.
“Thanks Oz.” Austin said way too cheerfully.
He snickered as he watched Oz walk away.
“He was drinking his ass off in the bar last night and he was probably sleeping in the kitchen when we arrived.”
“Oh.” I giggled.
Oz staggered back with our coffees, dumping the half-filled cups onto the table. It was just as well they were only half full, otherwise there would be coffee everywhere.
“Don't bug me again.” He murmured and staggered back to