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“I don’t want to take anyone else, Violet. You’re the only person I want on the back of my bike.”
He suddenly turns on the engine, accelerates, and brakes sharply. The bike jolts. I shriek as I’m thrown forward against his back, grunting when I bash against his body. My arms latch around him in response. He then reaches his arm back to pat the edge of my thigh and squeeze it before taking off.
“Don’t hide your neck. You enjoy showing your artwork and I enjoy showing mine,” he murmurs against my throbbing skin.
