Another Sweetheart

She needs to get away, to feel something else for a while. Her motorcycle roars to life, and she speeds down the road, letting the wind carry her thoughts away.
She rides faster than she ever has, the road blurring beneath her, but then, she spots him.

No names, no secrets, no lies, no feelings, right?

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He raises an eyebrow at my demand, but decides to humor me. He leans against his motorcycle, crossing his arms across his chest. "Alright, what do you have in mind?"

"What about getting to know each other without names?"

"Damn, I missed my chance to ask. Now we will be both unnamed." He let out a little laugh. Which is nice so I do the same thing.

"We don't need to be unnamed, just not our real names or last names. So what's your FAKE name?" I did put emphasis on the word fake and started smiling, and so did he.