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Taeja gasped, glaring at Zain’s back. “You did that on purpose!”

She imagined him smirking as he replied, “Enjoy the ride.”

The bike blazed off. Taeja clung to Zain tighter than she had before. Her bodypumped with adrenaline as Zain soared down the road, merging onto the highway and into the fast lane. They swerved past crawling cars while the sun glared down at them. Even with the helmet secured to her head, the wind whistled loudly in her ear. Each time the bike downshifted, a thrilling vibration coursed through her body, fueling her desire for more excitement.

Were bikes supposed to sound this sexy? Or were these thoughts caused by the man riding it?

Zain controlled the bike as if it were an extension of him. And to imagine the bike wasn’t going at its full speed? This was awesome and exhilarating, Taeja could scream!

She wished the joyride could’ve lasted forever.

It was unfortunate that it didn’t.

Zain didn’t have them on the highway for very long. He came off after they passed four exits. He slowed down as they went back to busy roads. The bike throttled to a stop at a stoplight, and Zain took a hand off the handlebar to squeeze her knee.

She figured he was checking if she was good. She was more than good — she was great.

Taeja gave his body a quick squeeze. Zain took his hand off her, placing it on the handlebar.

Taeja smiled as she looked around them. She wanted to experience this more. She made a mental reminder to take some driving lessons. She’d be the world’s best driver if it meant Zain would get her a bike like his.

How cool would it be to ride side-by-side beside this man? A girl could dream.

Revving the bike as it drove off, Zain got them home within minutes.

Her legs shook as she hopped off. “That was amazing!”

Zain took his helmet off, a grin on his face. “Yeah?”

“Yes!” Taeja exclaimed, a big smile on her face. She tucked her helmet beneath her arm as she walked ahead of him into the house. “We need fi do dat again. Real soon. Like tomorrow soon.”

He chuckled and took her helmet from her. “Remember, we’re leaving tonight.”

Taeja’s smile faded as she remembered the trip they told her about last night. “Unu cya carry me? I’ll behave, I swear.”

“You?” Zain scoffed, and her frown deepened. “It’s just two days, Taeja. I’ll send you dick pics every hour, so you have something to look forward to.”

“Why can’t I get it now?” she asked, and Zain tilted his head to the side. Taeja mimicked him. “Why do you always do this?”

“I’m observing you.” Zain straightened himself and took out his phone. “Go check on Damon.”

“Okay.” She went to the tech room, but Damon wasn’t there. She checked the bedroom and found him lying on the bed. “Hey.”

Damon looked away from his laptop. “Enjoyed the ride?”

“More than enjoyed!” Taeja smiled as she started taking off her clothes. “I’m gonna shower, then I’ll be back.”

“Okay.”

Taeja smiled and ran toward the bathroom. She had a quick shower, got dressed in a crop top and shorts, then crawled into bed facing Damon, who was lying down. “Are you feeling better now?”

“Yes,” Damon answered, glancing from her to the door.

Without looking, she knew it was Zain. Only he could move so quietly. “The bed doesn’t bite, Zain.”

The bed dipped behind her, then his voice came in her ear, “Let me guess. Not unless I want it to?”

Taeja smiled, facing him. “Exactly!” She scooted closer to Damon, who threw his arm over her waist. She gasped when he stuck his hand into her shorts, cupping her pussy. “Damon!”

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