Quick ride 😜

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He pays for the flowers and walks out, when I finally snap out of my dizzy haze I pick up the lilies and pay for them. I walk over to my pink fiat 500 with eyelashes on the headlights. It's completely broken. All of the mirrors are smashed, tyres are missing , keyed from each door, graffiti all over and worst of all the eyelashes are gone. I'm in complete shock, what kinda nutcase would do this?
"I think your cars broken"
"Well no shit Sherlock"  I'm absolutely fuming.
I look up at the Sherlock and omg it's the dreamy guy from the flower shop. "What are you gonna do" he asks so stupidly.
"Well I obviously can't drive it, I'll get an Uber home or something and call the car fixers" I say out of breath.
"I don't think they'll be able too fix it, it's completely ruined" he says it so calmly
The nerve on this man.
"So it's not fixable? Like at all?" I ask
"Correct , trust me I work in a garage... I could give you a lift home , where do you live?" He says
"Would you really give me a lift?" I say in disbelief
"Of course follow me to the machine" he says in a weirdly seductive voice.

"Are you serious? I'm not going in that" I say as he whips on a black motorcycle helmet covering his luscious silky hair.
"Well your gonna have to princess"
Hold on. Princess?
He just called me "princess"
He can tell I'm startled by this name calling " don't you have a girlfriend?" I remind him
"Relax, I'm just teasing ya. It looks like you've never had any fun before"
"Oh I've had fun before"
"Oh yea? Then hop on the back of my bike and let me be in full control of this machine"
He hands me a helmet
He swings his legs over the bike as I immediately take to his demand and hop on the back
"You may want to hold on to me" he suggests
I instantly wrap my arms around his waist with my cheek on his hard muscular back. I can feel his abs through his shirt. It makes me throb with excitement.
He revs the engine and the surge of adrenaline hits me In every crack and crevice.
"Where do you live" he asks
"Appendix apartment" I say with a quiver in my voice
Without warning we ride out into the road letting that hot summer breeze hit us. This feels good.

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