Jason's POV
She locks her arms around my waist and I can feel her warmth on my back. For some reason, we started talking and for some reason, I really feel like I want her even though the only thing I know is her name.
Jason: Ready?
Sarah: Ready.
She answers in a low voice just next to my ear and I despise the way that low, soft yet uncertain voice of hers makes me feel.
I start the engine not wanting to smirk at how this ride is going to probably end.
And we don't ride...we fly! I speed up and I can feel her hands tighten around my waist for security. I drive for some time, not far from the mansion just enough we get some fresh air and clear our thoughts, no words are needed we just enjoy each other's warmth in contrast with the wind that blows on our faces. When we get back I help her get off the bike.
Sarah: Thanks, that was nice.
Her eyes sparkle and her cheeks are flushed from the night breeze.
Jason: My pleasure, after all, we both needed that.