Page 258 of Dirty Princess


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Almost purring.

He revs it.

The sound screamsfast.

“Hang on tight, love!” Cullen calls out.

I’m not able to take a breath before he takes off.

I hold my breath as the back tire spins against the ground for a second.

We go from nothing toholy fuck this is too fastin a matter of a few seconds.

Through the parking lot to the street.

Then we’re suddenly off campus.

Cullen goes even faster.

The ride is very smooth, but very fast.

I find myself getting a little comfortable with it all, but not much.

The only time Cullen slows is once we’re in the town where I lived.

He abides by all the traffic laws.

We’re creeping closer to Fay’s house by the minute.

Then he gets to the last turn and stops.

He turns his head to talk to me.

“You sure, love?”

“I’m sure,” I say. “I’m not going to get off and go inside. If I see Fay I might stop for a second. But I’m not planning… just ride, Cullen. Don’t question me.”

We move again.

Down Fay’s street.

I have a million memories of this street.

I’m not sure how many of them are actually good or worth hanging onto though.

Once we get to Fay’s house, Cullen stops.

The ride thing makes sense now.

I’m in a helmet.

I’m kind of unseen.

Not that it really matters.

I look at Fay’s house and feel my stomach flip.

The front door looks busted up pretty bad.

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