Greener Pastures - A Sensual Interracial BWWM Romance Short Story from Steam Books Read Online Free

Greener Pastures - A Sensual Interracial BWWM Romance Short Story from Steam Books
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signal and then slow down and pull over just after the side road or driveway like so.  Now, you just reverse and pull to the right to move into the driveway.”
    Trina did so.  It was a little rough as she wasn’t used to the truck’s transmission, but she backed the truck into the driveway successfully.
    “Ok, now that we’re facing the road, we just turn left the way we came,” Scott explained.  “Put your signal on, of course.”
    “That’s it?” Trina asked as she pulled the vehicle forward out of the driveway.
    “That’s it!” Scott told her.
    “Well, shit, I can do this!” Trina said.  “I can take that test right now and pass the damn thing if I could.”
    “Yeah, it gets a little tricky when you’ve got traffic to watch out for, but as far as the maneuver goes, that’s the gist of it.”
    “I’m feeling so much better about this,” Trina told him.  “Thank you.”
    “I’ll let you drive the rest of the way if you like,” Scott said.  “Do you want to go back home now, or…”
    Trina gave him a look.  “Or…?”
    Scott smiled again with that ‘aw shucks’ expression.  “You got anywhere to be this evening?”
    ~ ~ ~
    “Okay, what is this?” Trina asked.
    “Just gimme a second,” Scott told her.
    Scott had his hands over Trina’s eyes and she could tell he was leading them through some trees, or some bushes, or something.
    Even though Scott had been nothing but a perfect gentleman the entire time, and of course Trina still found him impossibly sexy, her instincts were still firing off at this.  A man she had had her first real conversation with only earlier that day was taking her to some unknown territory where nobody knew where she was.  That’s how a lot of episodes of America’s Most Wanted start.
    Bracing herself for the worst, Trina balled her hands into fists, ready in case Scott were to do anything untoward.  Her nostrils flared a bit as she inhaled deeply.
    “Hey, listen…” Trina started.
    “Okay,” Scott said.  “Here you go.”
    The hands came off, and Trina’s eyes took a second to adjust to having vision again.
    What she saw before her was a simple landscape: rolling hills, trees, but it was so picturesque against the lavender sky and the setting sun that it actually caused her to gasp just a bit.
    “My family owns this land,” he told her.  It wasn’t quite a whisper, but he was speaking so low and was so close to her ear it might as well have been.
    “It’s beautiful,” Trina told him.  She had never been one for nature, but she could definitely appreciate the sight before her.
    “Me and my friends used to run around and play here when we were kids,” Scott said.  His hands rested on her shoulders and not only did she not mind, it felt so natural to her she hardly noticed it.
    Scott continued, “But the best part is what happens right about now, at this time of the day.  We should still be good at this time of year.”
    Trina asked, “What is it we’re looking for?”
    “You’ll know it when you see it,” Scott told her.  “Any second now.”
    Trina blinked, scanned the area for anything that particularly stood out.
    Wait.  What was that light?
    She started noticing more.  Little yellow lights that would float in the air for a second and disappear just as fast.  It’s like they were… fairies or something.
    And then more of them appeared.  A big ol’ group of them, like Christmas lights only they formed naturally, and out of thin air, it was almost like it was…
    “Magical…” Trina said under her breath in astonishment.
    “You know they’re fireflies, right?” Scott asked.
    “I figured they had to be,” Trina said.  “I’ve never seen them before.  They’re so much cooler than I imagined, I never really gave ‘em much thought.”
    “It’s great, ain’t it?”
    Trina smiled, she reached up and grabbed his hand and turned herself around to face him.  His arms fell around her torso, one hand stopping on
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