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“hold on tight.” he said, turning his face slightly so you could catch a glimpse of that wicked grin that spread from ear to ear. 

you scoffed, “i am.” you had your arms around him but you were keeping your distance, a few centimetres between your body and his.

“suit yourself Princess.”

he revved the bike and the jerking motion made you squeal, tightening your grip immediately as you pressed your body tight against his. 

as soon as you got used to being pressed against him, you began to relax, looking at the trees flying by you. soon, you found yourself smiling, taking a quick look at you over his shoulder Sweetpea grinned, “told you you’d love it.” he said, voice loud enough to be heard over the roar of his engine. you smiled, resting your face against his shoulder.

he started to slow and you opened your eyes, perking up at the familiar sign that read “pop’s” he came to a stop and you loosened up your grip a little, “what are we doing here?” you asked.

he turned to look at you in his seat, “can’t a guy treat a cute girl to a milkshake and a motorcycle ride?” 

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