Freedom: The Call of the Wild Book One

By Simone Leigh

Anna is a writer, making her living on the move and living her life as free as a bird. She seems to have complete freedom and a perfect life. But is everything as it appears.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Simone Leigh
• Release date: Jan 7, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370169702

Simone Leigh

Simone Leigh is a writer of intelligent, romantic erotic fiction.Her recent erotic thriller, ‘Target’, won the Reader Voted #BestBook Award in the‘Inks and Scratches’ Summer Splash Book Awards.Although English, Simone has lived in Spain for the last few years.Here, she divides her time between working on her tan, decorating her beautiful villa, writing hot romance and thrillers, and swimming naked in her swimming pool.

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Part One of the

‘Call of the Wild Series

Author: Simone Leigh

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Part One

Freedom

Sitting in the sunshine, the remains of an excellent lunch is scattered on the table in front of me. Salad, crusty bread, paella, and a bottle of fresh white wine, all polished off with café con leche. The menu del dia is, as ever at this bar, excellent.

Tablet in hand, I start to tap out the day’s blog post.

Sitting under a matchless blue sky, in this medieval square, swallows gyrating and screaming above me, there is a sense of timelessness. Had I visited here fifty years ago, it would not have looked too different, or even five hundred years ago..........

Cyclists, in a scattered line, freewheel into the square, pulling up by the bar and gathering around a table. A waiter appears almost instantly, taking orders for bocadillos, tapas and beer.

I can’t help but notice the divine physiques of the cyclists; athletic, lean and muscular. In this area, their sport is not for weaklings. Powering up the local steep, zig-zagging mountain roads on a cycle, means that only the fittest can succeed. The exercise gives them strapping figures, sculpted thigh and calf muscles, and butts that could crack walnuts. Their lycra’ed outfits leave little to the imagination and, trying not to be too obvious about it, I enjoy the eye-candy on offer.

Spring is well underway, and April is a lovely month here. There are hundreds of the cyclists in the area, following the famous local tourist routes, slowly climbing up the mountain roads, and free-wheeling, at eye-watering speeds, back down to sea level. Sipping at my wine, still well chilled even in the warm sunshine, I eye them casually, ‘people watching’. I love doing this. It is anyone’s guess what, or who, I might see or hear.

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