Chapter 98 Riding Together
The mototoysle towed down the empty road, slicing through the night like a bullet Cameron and Xander kept some distance between their bodies, her fingers gopping the edge of the pastenger seat handle tightly
She wore a black helmet. The wind lashed across her face, but she stayed quiet.
How’s that, huh? Pretty thinking, right? Xander shouted over the wind.
Cameron didn’t answer. He turned his head and called out again, louder this time.
Only then did she speak up. “Think you can go even faster?”
Zander let out a laugh. “Faster? If 1 push it any harder, you might throw up all over my back.”
Cameron stayed silent for a beat, then said, “How about I dove?”
“What?” Zander called back. “I can’t hear you, too much wind”
Without another word, Cameron reached forward and took hold of the handlebars, gradually easing the motorcycle to a
stop
“What’re you doing? Xander turned around, confused
“I’m driving” she said calmly.
His eyes widened. “Wait? You know how to ride a motorcycle?”
He gave her a once–over. With that slim frame of hers, she looked like a gust of wind could knock her over. And she was saying she could handle this.
“Let me try” Cameron replied, already sliding forward into the driver’s seat.
“Alright, Xander muttered, getting off. As he stepped aside, he pointed at the controls. “That’s the throttle. That’s the brake. Don’t mix them up”
“I know, Cameron said.
She got into position up front. Xander climbed on behind her. His hand landed lightly on her shoulder.
Cameron gave a small shrug. “Hands off.”
“If I don’t hold on to you, I’ll fall off.” Xander protested.
“You’ve got a handlebar. Use it, she shot back.
Xander huffed. “Man, you’re such a pain. You nag like a woman.”
Cameron said nothing.
Eventually, he gave up and grabbed the seat handle instead.
“Hold on tight,” she warned.
“Just don’t- Whoa!” Before he could finish, the motorcycle blasted forward.
Caught completely off guard, Xander lurched forward, his chest smacking right into Cameron’s back.
“Ow,” she groaned. “Hold on properly.”
“Please, I’m the one who got hurt,” he muttered. “You’re just too delicate.”
Still, he adjusted his posture and steadied himself.
And to his surprise, Cameron could actually ride, like, really ride.
She leaned forward, body low, cutting through the wind like she was born to do it. The engine growled under them, the speed pushing even faster than before.
Xander shouted behind her, “This is amazing.” The rush of tearing through the night at full throttle was addictive. “You stingy bastard,” he yelled, grinning like a maniac. “Logan, you cheap bastard.”
At last, a genuine smile spread across Cameron’s face.
Eventually, they brought the motorcycle to a stop by the riverside. Xander flopped onto the grass, laughing his head off. Cameron lay down quietly beside him, hands behind her head, eyes shut.
d Xander.
Successfully unlocked!
- m. She was exhausted.
“Hey, what are you doing? Don’t tell me you’re r
“Don’t talk,” she murmured, still not opening he. “Come on, don’t crash on me now. Cameron, let me treat you to something fun. What do you say?” Xander asked, hyped up and eager
All he could think about was blowing some serious cash. ‘If Dad refused to donate that building, then fine. I would just max
Chapter Riding Together
out the black card he gave me, he wondered
“No thanks, Cameron replied, still not bothering to open her eyes.
Xander frowned. “So are you going home or not?
“No,” she said.
“Okay, well, you can’t sleep here either. Let me take you somewhere Xander said
Where to?” Cameron asked.
“Someplace you can sleep,” he smiled.
“Alright.” She got up and followed him without question
Xander hopped on the motorcycle and took her straight to the most luxurious five–star hotel in the Viremont.
At the front desk, Xander smacked the black card down with flair. “Presidential suite. Thanks.”
The receptionist looked up. “Sit, that’ll be 30 thousand dollars a night. Are you sure?”
“Absolutely, Xander replied, casually lifting his chin.
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