“Could sniff you all day.” I bury my nose against him, still able to smell him through his leather jacket. “Mmm, yummy.” “Hold on tight! We got a ways to go,” he shouts over the rumble of his bike. “Don’t go fallin’ asleep on me.” “Where are we goin’?” I yell back. “It’s a surprise.” “Wait, no! Tell me,” I whine, poking his stomach.
