couple riding motorcycle


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“What are you doing?”  You laughed as Craig squealed to a stop in front of you.  The smell of burning rubber wafted to your nose as his tires squealed from him hitting the break fast.

“Hop on.  We’re taking a ride.”  He grinned, handing you an extra helmet he had picked up for you.  Slowly you picked it up and put it on, tightening the strap under your chin.

“Where are we going?”  You questioned, swinging your leg over the back of his bike and wrapping your arms around his chest.

“Anywhere you want.”