In Your Eyes
by DIANA NIXON
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My life has never been perfect. I lost, I lied, I cried. But there was one thing that I thought would stay with me forever — my love…
Adrian was my everything. The day he died, I died with him. It was like being caught up in a nightmare, with no reason to keep breathing, with nothing to hold on to.
But one day, everything changed. I didn’t know I was lost until the moment Nic found me. He made me laugh, he made me feel, he made me believe that I could love again. I thought I would never feel alive, but then I looked into his eyes and I was lost. Only this time, it was not a nightmare swallowing me, but a beautiful dream coming true.
Just when I thought there was no hope for tomorrow, my heart found a reason to beat faster…
Excerpt (Nic’s POV)
“Hey, Nic, will you close the workshop?” Dan asked a few hours later, when he was about to leave, and I was the only person still working in the room.
“Sure, no problem.”
“If Emily comes to leave the bike, tell her to leave the keys in my office.”
So he wasn’t going to wait for her? If she were his girlfriend, he surely would wait for her, right? At least, I would.
“Okay,” I said, trying to sound and seem as indifferent as possible. I still didn’t know what kind of relationship Daniel and Emily had, so I should probably hold my horses.
I didn’t have anything else to do, but I still hesitated leaving and going home. By the way, now the oldest bike ever belonged to me. It was Daniel’s gratitude for my help in saving him from the useless piece of metal that took up too much space. It looked different now. After I got my first paycheck, I bought a can of black paint and made it look like a brand new bike. I had another bike as well, a bright-red Ducati 1098. It was one of the things that I took with me when I left my parents’ house. I just couldn’t leave without it. It
was my dream come true, and the only so-called date that I had never cheated on. I didn’t ride it much recently. First, because I had a lot of work to do and not as much time for riding, and second, because I didn’t want anyone to see that I had a bike that probably costed more than they would earn in a year. Only Daniel was allowed to ride different bikes every day. But he was the boss, and I was just a guy who needed a job.
I looked at my watch and it showed half past ten at night. I was as tired as hell, so I thought that no matter how much I wanted to see Emily again, I need rest, sleep, and food more than that.
When I was about to lock the doors, I heard the sound of a bike roaring behind me. I turned around, and there she was, sitting on a yellow bike, contrasting with her black outfit. She took off the helmet, running one hand through her hair, and smiled at me.
“Sorry, I must have lost the track of time,” she said, coming over to me. “I guess Daniel is not here?”
“No, he’s not.” I kept staring at her, as if she were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Well, maybe she was… “But he said you can leave the keys in his office.”
“Oh, okay. I hope he didn’t make you stay here to wait for me, did he?”
“Actually, I wanted to wait for you.”
Her expression darkened. “What for?” She asked in a cold voice.
“Just wanted to see you again,” I said the words before I could think twice about the huge mistake I might be making. After all, she could still be someone’s, maybe even Daniel’s girlfriend.
“Which means your mission is accomplished.” She grabbed the keys from my hands and said, “You can go home now, I will lock the doors.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you or anything.”
“No offence taken. I just don’t like guys who think they can have any girl they want.”
“What makes you think that I’m one of them?”
She looked at me from head to toe, then crossed her arms and said, “Because you are sure that women should fall down to their feet and worship the ground to walk on. You are handsome, and I bet you know it, and use it quite often. But a nice face and good-looking ass don’t make you the almighty.”
I laughed. “Damn true, but I don’t belong to the kind of guys you’ve just described.” Or maybe I did, but she didn’t need to know that.
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Diana Nixon is a bestselling author of Nevermore Press. She was born in Minsk, Belarus. She has a Master of Law Degree and speaks several foreign languages, including English, Spanish and Polish. Diana's writing career started with a fantasy novel, named Love Lines. For now, Diana has 11 published books, including one short story and a book of poems.