Destiny
Even so, we would get to know each other better—in the various
meanings of the expression, I hoped—in the next few days.
A few minutes later, Westfalia was on the coast road, heading north.
I rolled down the window and gave a sigh of pleasure.
— I love open roads. — Possibilities. Now there were not only poppies and beaches,
but, who knows, hot sex with a man with a body like a freak and a mind like a
scientist. Absolutely tempting.
"Do you intend to take the coast road all the way there?" I asked.
He rolled down his window too. The left arm rested on the frame of the
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