Chapter 22 CHAPTER 22 - HOLDING ON

I'd never been on a motorcycle before.

He didn't ask if I was scared. Just handed me the helmet, waited for me to put it on, and swung his leg over the bike like he'd been born on one. The engine rumbled to life between his thighs – low, deep, a vibration I felt in my teeth before I even climbed on....

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