"Hold on tight." She warned him as she increased the speed of the bike, her one hand going back to check.
"I know we have rode your bike several times——yet I fear for my life." He called or nearly yelled out.
"Stop being a scaredy cat. Oh wait—" her lips curved up as her eyes darted to the mirror.
Shivaay looked in the mirror, he glared at her. "Don't—"
"You are billu" she grinned.
"Will you focus on the road?" He spoke as she turned the handle around.
"Then stop whining, I get distracted." She muttered.
"Alright." He spoke as his hands came to rest on her waist. Her eyes widened slightly.
"Will you please slow down?" He asked.
"Remove your hands and I will." She muttered.
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For some reasons this struck
The book is already out, let's see how long it sticks around 💀💀
Also, published an oneshot where Shivaay teaches Annika how to Waltz, I had been meaning to write this for a long time and I did. You can check it out, in parallel lines.
