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He grabbed my hand and led me out the back door. “Um, where are we going?” I asked, as we walked around the corner to the side of the building, straight to a black motorcycle with neon green flames. “We’re leaving before I do damage to that kids face.” He said as he swung his leg over the bike and looked at me, obviously waiting for me to hop on. “What?” he said puzzled.



“I’ve never been on one before.” I nodded toward the motorcycle.



“It’s just a bike Kelsey.”



“Yeah, just a bike and a bike has no air bags or seat belts.” I added



“I would never let anything happen to you. Promise.” He held up two fingers like a boy scout.



“I seriously doubt you were ever a boy scout.” I said as I placed a hand on his shoulder and threw one leg over the bike. Man what a smart move it had been to wear jeans tonight. When I was finally on the seat and had my feet on the pegs, I grabbed the sides of his shirt but he took my hands and pulled them around to rest on his chest. “That’s not tight enough,” He laughed as he kicked the kick stand up and took off into the night.