The Vacation Chapter 2

The Vacation Chapter 2
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When Albert, also riding one of the upgraded racers, shot away from the front of their group, Jules followed, and Kyle saw Kimberly's muscles twitch, so he told her to give chase. To really push her bike to its limit. And herself.

With a happy smile to him and a glance at her husband she was off like lightning. A minute later the rest of the group was happily riding along in relative silence.

"Thank you."

Kyle looked over at David and nodded with a smile.

Telling her to chase him was genius. It's so much quieter now! the husband said, sighing in relief. A few of the others chuckled at his look of happiness.

Kyle grinned as he understood exactly how the man felt.

You are riding one of those fancy bikes, why aren't you racing ahead too? Skye asked him as she came up to his side. She had the flat bar model of the standard bike and seemed to have no trouble riding it.

Today's ride is short enough. I thought I'd just enjoy the scenery on this one, he replied.

So, who was the other bike originally for? she asked, and Kyle heard her mother making another sound of protest at her daughter's boldness.

He sighed. Maybe it was better to get it all out now so he would not have to deal with it the entire trip. I was supposed to be taking this trip with my fiancé, but she chose to elope with an author she worked with instead.

Shit! This is an expensive trip! You should have cancelled and gotten your money back!

David blurted out.

I did not find out until last night.

Kyle heard exclamations of shock from several of the riders around him.

She waited until last night to tell you. Skye asked in surprise.

Kyle saw this story was growing so he tried to sum it up quickly. She was working here in France, and I was to meet her at the hotel last night. When I arrived, there was a letter from her saying she run off to get married to this other guy and she had only had me pay for this trip, with the upgrades, to punish me for not 'giving her the lifestyle she deserved. This was the first time I had heard our lifestyle was not meeting her expectations. His heart was aching, but he shrugged. I could have just gone home but I had booked the vacation days, the trip was paid for, and I love France and cycling.

I am going to enjoy myself!

Good for you! David said. Speaking quieter, he glanced at the others then back. I think you dodged a bullet.

Kyle grinned at him and nodded. He was beginning to think so too. He saw his story was being relayed to the other riders in the group. Hopefully, that would be the end of the speculation.

A short while later Fiona made her way up to ride next to him. Now that he could see her properly, he let himself take a quick look. She was maybe 5' 6" and looked especially petite leaning over her handlebars. Her platinum blonde hair was tucked up under her helmet, but it still reached her shoulders. She had big Hollywood sunglasses hiding her eyes. She looked just a little winded, so Kyle thought she was doing fine. He smiled to her, and she returned it. It took a great deal of effort to keep from staring at her large but obviously fake tits squeezed into the cycling jersey she wore.
I heard what happened, she said.

He picked up what she meant quickly so he just nodded.

Are you rich? she asked, and he looked at her with wide eyes.

Am I rich?

"Yes, are you rich?" she asked again.

That is a rather personal question, he replied.

"That's silly. It's a simple question!" she responded with a frown and that pout.

It's actually not and why are you asking it at all? he asked.

You said your fiancé left you because she said you were not giving her the lifestyle she deserved. If you are rich and she felt neglected really?" he asked in surprise. Then he saw she was still waiting for an answer. Let me clarify things for you. No, I am not rich, just careful with my money. That said, I never neglected Gwen in any way. She was my world. I gave... I gave her everything! What she wrote does not indicate how I treated her. It is how she expects her new rich husband to treat her. I wish her luck with that.

She is wife number three for an asshole who knows a thing or two about prenup agreements.

When she pouted again as if his answer upset her, he had had enough. He mashed the pedals and leapt ahead of the group to be alone. He took deep breaths and kept his eyes on the scenery and soon he was feeling a little better.

They eventually found their way into the parking lot of a huge chateau, their first overnight stay. Vivian was there with Ditka by the support van.

Jules was also there with Alfred and Kimberly, the latter still chattering excitedly about the ride. Alfred was looking happy too. He had gotten his race companions after all.

As Kyle stopped next to them Alfred walked over to shake his hand.

I wanted to thank you for upgrading Kimberly's bike. She is an amazing rider and gave me quite a race to the finish line! We almost left Jules in the dust!

Kyle smiled at the man's excitement as Kimberly rushed up to give him another hug.

He looked over their heads to Jules who smiled and shook his head slightly. Kyle did not think these two could outride someone who made his living on a bicycle.

To be continued