Dangerous Beauty: Part One: Destiny
rest of his life?
    Ok,
now
Nathan
knew
something was wrong with him. But right now, he didn’t care. His eyes remained locked to hers, neither one of them wanting to leave their silent conversation. They remained that way until a pretty redhead walked up to his beauty. Nathan watched as the redhead said something to the beautiful stranger and she tossed her head back and laughed that musical laugh of hers. The redhead just glared at her and grabbed her arm pulling her down the trail, and away from Nathan.
    No!
    Nathan fought the urge to run from the car and snatch her away from the redhead. He gripped the steering wheel tight and prayed for strength as he silently pleaded with his beautiful stranger to acknowledge him one more time. Anything, a wave, a nod, the finger, anything to show that she remembered he existed.
    Once again his beauty did not disappoint.
    While being pulled by the insistent red head, she looked over her beautiful exposed shoulder at him with a playful smile and winked. Satisfied with the acknowledgment, Nathan smiled and leaned back in his seat with a girly sigh.
    “…and you better not miss this one too. Get your head out of your ass and watch the road man,” Mickey said.
    Nathan looked at Mickey, bemused. “Huh?”
    Mickey gasped and gave Nathan a look combined with shock and outrage. Nathan didn’t know he had been talking the entire time. He had been too caught up by his beautiful stranger.
    “Are you kidding me?”
    Nathan didn’t want to laugh at Mickey’s outrage, but his facial expression made it impossible to hold back. He couldn’t help himself.
    Mickey glared at his friend. “Fuck you, Nathan.”
    “I’m sorry, man. I’m so sorry,” Nathan said through his laughter. “Okay Mikilo. What were you saying?”
    Mickey just gave Nathan the finger, which for some reason caused Nathan to burst into laughter again.
    Soon after that, Nathan and Mickey finally made it to Kyle’s extremely large beach house. Nathan thought it would be more fitting to call the place a castle. They walked up the concrete pathway to the stunning modern style house and opened the front door. Once inside, Nathan felt as if he was walking into a tropical retreat. The plush white furniture sat on the polished hard wood floors, the contemporary style was the perfect choice in Nathan’s opinion. He had always been a fan and it seemed that Kyle shared the same fascination. Every room in the six bedroom, five bathroom mansion was decorated with contemporary style furniture and modern style paintings. The large wall of windows located in the living room of the mansion had a breathtaking ocean view.
    Nathan was glad that the house was so close to the ocean, he couldn’t wait to get out in the open water and let the waves carry his stress away.
    “Well, well, well, looks like I owe you some money, Lucca,” Dante said from the kitchen. He was leaning against the island looking at Nathan in surprise.
    “I told you Mickey would talk him into coming,” Lucca said sitting at the table in the dining room, grinning, while stuffing potato chips in his mouth.
    Mickey walked over to the living room and dropped his bag. “How much you lose, Tae?” he asked through a chuckle.
    Dante sighed and held up one figure. Nathan looked at him bewildered, “You lost one dollar?”
    Dante rolled his eyes, walked over to the couch and plopped down. “I wish,” he said with an exasperated sigh.
    Lucca chuckled. “Not one dollar, cousin, one
thousand
dollars,” Lucca grinned widely. “I think I’m going to get a new leather jacket with the cash.” He put emphasis on the word cash to let Dante know he wouldn’t accept it any other way.
    Nathan chuckled and shook his head at their antics. “Where’s Kyle?” he asked.
    “He’s upstairs in his room, we were waiting for you guys to get here so we could hit up downtown and get some food. What the hell took you guys so long?” Dante asked looking up from the couch over at Nathan

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