It's Now or Never

Growl

July 9-I'm standing there, waiting on Se Hun to arrive when a motorcycle pulls up in front of me. I look at my watch, wondering where he is. He said he was 20 minutes away and it's been 30. My attention is drawn back to the person on the motorcycle, whose motioning me with his hands to come toward him. I just smile and shake my head. He lifts his visor. Those eyes, I recognize those eyes, I'm thinking to myself as I walk closer, they're Se Hun. He took off his helmet and the first thing that catches my eye is his honey, brown hair blowing. My breath escapes me. Am I in an MV? This can't be real, I think to myself.

I smile at him, pointing to him and then to the motorcycle and said, "So you really do ride? When I saw the Light Saber video, I just thought it was fake."

He hands me a helmet and tells me, "Get on."
"I'm not getting on that thing," I tell him.
"Yes, you are. It's perfectly safe. You don't have to be afraid. I've been riding bikes since I was 10. Don't you trust me? Wasn't you the one who said you were going to have the time of your life while you were here?" He throws my words back in my face.
"Who said I was afraid? I said taking the helmet from him. I just didn't want helmet hair like you."
He laughs and tells me to hold on tight. Yea, like that, wasn't going to happen.

My arms are wrapped firmly around his waist. I could feel his rock, hard abs and soon I forget that I'm on the back on a motorcycle. I lay my head gently on his back and he turns his head slightly in my direction. I never knew I could feel so much danger and yet feel totally safe. I was completely turned on.

We make it back to my hotel and I don't want to let him go, but I get off the bike, take off my helmet and hand it to him. "See, helmet hair," I tell him, now running my hands through my hair. "Thank you for the ride."

"You're welcome," he says, put his helmet back on and drove off.

What just happened, did I offend him? Why was he so cold all of a sudden.
I didn't know what to think, but maybe it's for the best.

I start looking over my notes for the interview tomorrow with Suho and Chanyeol. I poured me a glass of wine, turned on the TV, and drifted in and out of sleep. A couple of hours later, I heard my text go off. It was Se Hun. The text reads-"Be ready downstairs at 8 pm, dress comfortably, preferably in something white." White, Se Hun's favorite color.

I look at the time, 6:46. He didn't give me much notice. I hop in the shower, check to see if I need to shave, nope, I'm good. I look through my clothes, something white and comfortable. I have no idea where we are going and what we will be doing. The only thing I have white is this, backless blouse. Backless means no bra. So I put on a pair of jeans, my white NIKE's, and my white, backless shirt that I throw a jacket over. I put my hoop earrings and bangles in my purse, expecting I would be back on his motorcycle, which I didn't mind anymore.

I get downstairs and sure enough, there he was, waiting for me.
"Am I late?" I ask him, looking at my watch.
He responded, "No, I was early."
"You could have come up," I told him.
"No that wouldn't be right, he replied. With a straight face, he then said, "I would only go to your room if invited," and he bows his head.

"We're taking my bike, are you ok with that?" he asks.
"Of course I am. I'm actually looking forward to it." I tell him. "So where are we going?
"It's a surprise," he says as he pulls down the visor on his helmet.

Riding on the back of his bike, with my arms around him and the power of the bike between my legs is exhilarating. There is so much freedom being on a motorcycle. I understand why he likes it so much.