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I settle my hands on my hips, tilting my head. “So? What are we doing?”

His hazel eyes meet mine, sparkling with the coppery flecks of his wolf. The corner of his mouth tips up into a smile. “Okay, don’t freak out…” he reaches for my hand, taking it in his. Sparks simmer between our palms.

“Theo…” I grind out nervously, following as he pulls me around the corner.

My heart stops when I see his motorcycle parked there.

I yank my hand away, crossing my arms over my chest. “Nope. No way. How many times have I told you that I’m not getting on that thing?!”

Theo shoots me a devilish grin, striding over to the bike and grabbing something off of it. He spins around, holding it up.

“C’mon, kid… I got you a jacket.”

My eyes widen, looking from the jacket to Theo.

He got me a jacket?! Swoon.

It’s such a sweet gesture- something I never would’ve expected. Taking me for a ride must really mean something to Theo for him to go through all this trouble to try to convince me. I mean, he got me a leather jacket like his! How adorable is that?!

“I don’t know…” I murmur, shuffling my feet in the dirt.

Oh my gosh, am I actually considering getting on his motorcycle right now?!

Theo grins, holding the jacket out to me. He tilts his head. “Will you at least try it on?”

I blush, tucking my hair behind my ears and stepping toward him. He holds up the jacket and I spin around, sticking my arms into the sleeves one at a time. Then I sweep my arm behind my neck, flipping my long hair out of the jacket before turning around, taking a step back.

“Whaddya think?” I ask, looking down to admire it. It’s a beautiful jacket and it fits like a glove. I glance back up at Theo and thelookhe’s giving me… I wish I could take a picture, capture it forever.

His lips spread into a smile as his eyes meet mine. “You lookgreat, kid. Fuckingperfect.”

My cheeks heat in another blush and I look away shyly, smoothing my long hair over the front of my shoulders.

“So are you gonna let me take you for a ride or what?” He asks, waggling his eyebrows.

Am I?I’m so conflicted. On one hand, I’m terrified to get on that death trap with him. On the other, I want so badly to give in, let go, take a leap…

He reaches out, takes my hand again. I feel those little sparks and I’m a goner.

“Do… do you have a helmet?” I breathe.

Theo’s face lights up. “Yeah!” He drops my hand, turns back to the bike. Spins back around with a black helmet in his hands. “I mean I never wear it, but I figured you’d want one. Here…”

He unclips the strap and holds it up over my head. He helps me into it, my fingertips brushing his as I reach up to secure the helmet down on my head. Then he fastens the strap, pulling it tight under my chin.

“How’s it feel?” he asks, placing his palms on either side and shaking it around a little. “Tight enough?”

“Mhmm,” I hum. I can’t even form words right now- my heart’s beating so fast.Am I really about to do this?

I consider backing out, but then I see Theo’s face again- so happy, so hopeful. I don’t want to let him down.

“Okay,” he murmurs, stepping beside the motorcycle and throwing a leg over. He settles onto it, placing his hands on the handlebars, then he turns to me and gives a little flick of his head. “Climb on.”

I try to steady my breathing, taking a shaky step toward the motorcycle. Then another.

“Just throw a leg over,” Theo says- so casually, like this is a regular occurrence. It probably is- he’s probably had countless women ride behind him on his bike. “You can grab onto my shoulder for balance if ya want.”

I swallow hard.I can do this. It seems scary, but then again, so was the ski-lift. So was opening up to Theo. And those things turned out alright. So, I do as instructed. I grab onto Theo’s shoulder, throw a leg over the seat. Settle onto the motorcycle behind him.

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