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Amelia didn’t miss the way his eyes looked at her as he spoke and her tongue darts out to drag along her suddenly dry bottom lip. She wasn’t the type to drool over another person, but the tone his voice took on made her feel a certain way. She clears her throat with a slight chuckle and averts her gaze once more. “Well, your bike is very lucky to have you taking care of it.” She catches a glimpse of his growing problem but, always polite, she doesn’t mention it at all. “I’d love to some time. I’ve always wanted to take a ride on one.. I know, you would think I’d have more free time during the summer since school is out, but I keep myself pretty busy with things,” she admits; laughing a little. She nods at his extended offer, grinning herself now. “That sounds great. I’m fine with meat,” she chuckles; knowing there were plenty of people who really didn’t care for it. “I can bring over some cookies I made earlier this morning too… I’ll see you in a little bit.”
Originally posted by lilibeths
“Sounds awesome, Amelia... I’ll, uh... see you in a while.” He had to watch her walk away, of course, the scant material that covered her body left little to the imagination. Bless whomever came up with Lycra. He headed back over and closed the garage, grabbing a beer before heading in to take a shower. It took a little longer than usual, thanks to her as well, as he had to milk a load out to keep himself from just jumping her the moment he saw her in a bikini. Dacre hadn’t felt a girl do that to him in a long time, but there was something about the French beauty that just got to him, made him sort of helpless like that. Heading downstairs, he pulled on his swim trunks and left the shirt off, heading out back. He fired up the grill - an old charcoal version, he thought it made the food taste better than any gas grill. He’d opened up the tub with more cold beer and drinks in it when he looked up to see Amelia coming through the gate to his backyard. “Hey... get all cleaned up? I think I got all the grease off me,” he laughed, motioning with his own beer towards the cooler filled with ice. “Feel free to grab something to drink if you want.”
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Arms stretch high above her head for a moment before she bends her upper half down to allow her hands to touch the yoga mat. It was a nice day out, so she decided to do her yoga in her backyard. The exercise helped with her back most of the time and it allowed her to keep up with her flexibility since she didn’t use it very often. After a few simple poses to start off, she decides to get into the more complex ones.
She eases herself onto her knees and bends her upper half backwards so her forearms were on the ground as well. Her upper body arches into the air as her head bends so back and her forehead touches the ground as well. Hazel eyes drift shut and she breathes through the stretch. She stays in the Pigeon pose for a few moments; feeling the stretch in her shoulders and back as a satisfied groan falls from her lips.
Eyes opening, Amelia is met with the sight of her neighbor staring at her. “Oh, hi, Dacre,” she sheepishly greets with a chuckle.
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