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Epilogue
“Hey Wave,” Michelle called to her daughter. She was stretched out on her bed, engrossed in a Literature assignment.
“Just doing some homework, Mom,” Waverly answered, eyeing her as she stepped in her room. She snatched the state championship cheerleading trophy and dusted it with her soft t-shirt.
“Have I ever told you how proud I am of you, Wave?” She asked as her daughter sat up and folded her legs underneath her.
“Just about every day!” She smiled. “Now I know you didn’t just come in here to tell me that”
“Oh, no, of course not.” Michelle said. She grabbed an envelope from her pocket and tossed it onto Waverly’s bed. “Just got notice from Beaver Buzz. And… We get to hire a 450 rider!”
“Oh my god, mom, that’s awesome!” She snatched the letter and ripped it open, her eyes devouring the words. “It’s almost like we are a real team, Mom! Just please don’t hire any more Champ’s.”
“Actually, I was hoping you could help me out.” She questioned. “You know, get a feel for who they are. Maybe show them what we are made of. You are a good judge of character, Wave. And I trust that, I trust you.”
“Of course, Mom.” Waverly responded. “I can put an ad up online or something.”
“Actually, there’s somebody outside waiting for you already.” Michelle turned to walk away from her daughter. “Thinks they are a good fit for the team. Why don’t you go meet them and find out?”
“Absolutely!” Waverly slammed her book and hopped off the bed. She skipped out the front door of her the house and toward the front gate, almost running straight into none other than-
“Nicole Haught,” Waverly couldn’t help but smile as she glanced at the other girl, fully clad in her motocross uniform.
“Hey babe,” Nicole held her helmet in her hand and looked down to her feet, almost shyly. “Your mom might have mentioned you need a 450-rider.”
“Yeah, I believe we are,” Waverly said, licking her lips as her eyes roamed over the redhead’s form fitting clothes, which had become skin-tight with all the padding and protection. “You any good?”
Nicole chuckled. “I’m alright.”
“Yeah?” Waverly took a step closer to the girl, her lips just centimeters away. “What do you say? Ten laps? You win, you get the job?”
Waverly gave her a wink, and then stepped away. She turned and walked to the garage to get her gear.
“Oh, you’re really serious?” The redhead asked. “I’ll give you all that I’ve got, Waves.”
By the time Nicole had strolled to the makeshift starting line, Waverly was already making her way over. A new, form fitting jersey had adorned her body, and her hair was scooped up into a pink and black helmet. Nicole, though having seen her new gear several times before, could not help but admire the young girl as she roamed over, wheeling her bike beside.
“You ready, Haught?” Waverly lined her bike up beside the other woman.
“Never been more ready,” Nicole declared as she straddled her bike seat. “You want to go grab some pizza after we are finished?”
“I don’t know, will you be paying?” The youngest Earp joked.
“I mean, if I win this race, I most definitely will be.”
“I would be there even if you weren’t.” She admitted. “On my count of three?”
“You got it.” Nicole revved up her engine and gripped tightly onto the clutch. Though she was racing her girlfriend, she was going to give her a run for her money. This time.
“One…” Waverly kicked her foot off the ground and balanced on her bike. “Two… Three…”
And just like that, Nicole sped through the backyard track, dirt and debris flying all around her from the lack of rain. She completed the first lap in no time, but she could hear Waverly’s engine just feet behind her. She shifted to the inside to try to cut her off, but instead she gave her enough room to slide around her and pull into first place.
Each lap was a contest, with each woman jockeying for the first-place position. As they entered the tenth and final lap, Waverly was in the lead. Instead of taking the second corner, she completed a small jump and exited the track. With no real time to contemplate her move, Nicole followed right behind, staying a short distance behind the other girl to follow. Within minutes of speeding through a darkened forest, they came to a clearing with water spreading as far as the eye could see.
The roar of her partner’s motorbike quieted as she flicked off the engine and stepped off the equipment. Nicole followed suit, parking her blue bike right beside her.
“I didn’t know you had a lake in your backyard.” The redhead commented as she pulled her goggles up over her eyes.
“It’s one of my favorite spots on the whole land.” The shorter woman admitted, pulling her helmet over her head and setting it beside the bike. “My family never comes out here, so it’s the perfect spot to get away. I love just sitting here, listening to the sound of the water, and the birds as they fly overhead. And you should see it at night! There’s no place better to watch the stars.”
“That sounds beautiful, Waves,” Nicole said, stepping into her girlfriend’s personal space and engulfing her into a hug. “Thank you for sharing it with me.”
“Actually, that’s not the only reason I brought you here.” She admitted. “I was actually hoping we could have a do-over.”
“A do-over?” Nicole questioned, confused. “For what?”
Nicole watched, frozen still as Waverly began to unsnap, un-Velcro, and unclasp every part of her protective gear. She was certain she was starting to drool as the younger woman grasped the bottom of her practice jersey and threw it on the ground. Nicole’s eyes could not help as they devoured the tanned skin in front of her, images of lowering her to the grass filled her mind. She took a step forward, reaching out for Waverly as the youngest Earp unbuttoned her racing pants.
“Are you just going to stand there and watch, or what?” Waverly asked as her pants dropped to the ground. Standing in her sports bra and a black lace panty, she kicked the article of clothing towards her bike.
But still, Nicole stood in shock.
“You’ll have all the time in the world to touch, Nicole,” Waverly whispered into her ear, her voice hoarse from the sexual tension. “After we get into the water.”
The shorter woman stood on her tippy toes, slowly dragging her teeth across the bottom of the redhead’s earlobe. As she shivered with excitement, Waverly stepped away and dashed into the water, Nicole’s eyes following her every movement.
“Holy… shit…” Nicole spoke to herself, as if she was ensuring her vocal cords still worked. She watched as Waverly dove under water and rose to the top, her soaked sports bra now clinging to her body. She was right, they needed a redo. Of course, her girlfriend was always right.
She balanced on one foot as she untied her motocross boots, almost falling onto the ground. She watched as the younger girl dipped underneath again, getting more wet in the process. No longer caring how graceful she looked undressing, she pulled her clothes off in a millisecond and kicked them into a ball beside her bike.
“I’m right behind you, Earp!” Nicole called out as she splashed into the frigid water. Dipping underneath, she swam forward, until her outstretched arms had collided with Waverly’s treading legs. She dragged her fingertips up her legs, across her thighs, and finally wrapping her hands around her waist.
“I was waiting for you,” Waverly told her, as the redhead rose to the surface. Without uttering another word, Nicole crashed their lips together, chests heaving and hands clawing for more.
“Much better when I’m not actually pretending to be a guy.” Waverly said in the quick second she had before Nicole’s lips found hers yet again.
“Much better when I’m not pretending that I don’t know that you are pretending to be a guy,” Nicole winked as Waverly wrapped her arms and legs around the taller woman.
“I couldn’t agree more.”
“How about from here on out, you just stay who you are okay?” Nicole requested.
“As long as I can be the love of your life.” Waverly smirked.
“You already are, Waves, you already are.”