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The cops were pulling into the parking lot. The last thing I wanted to do was ride off with some guy I didn’t know. However, there wasn’t another choice. I did what I had to do.
I gripped onto his hand and jumped onto the back of his bike.
Chapter Ten
—Belle—
Once I straddled his seat, he tapped onto my leg and gestured for me to wrap my arms around his stomach. I did as I was told. In less than a second, he floored it. Speeding out of the parking lot at full throttle. All the blood drained from my face when one of the cops followed us.
“Oh, God…” I breathed out.
With one hand, he clutched onto my grip, holding me tighter against his stomach as the speedometer accelerated faster.
Eighty miles per hour.
Ninety-five.
A hundred and ten.
One twenty-five…
I couldn’t see because it was too windy. Leaning my forehead against his back, I closed my eyes and held on for dear life.
A sharp right.
Left.
Right again.
My heart pounded out of my chest as he tried his best to lose them. He tapped on my thigh, and I opened my eyes. He silently gestured for me to stand with him, and I adamantly shook my head, immediately mouthing no. It wasn’t until he signaled toward the front of him that I realized why he wanted me to stand with him.
For a split second, I surrendered all control and handed it to him. Squealing as loud as I could, I stood at the same time as he did. Seconds later, he popped a wheelie. I shrieked and locked my arms around his stomach harder than before. I hid my face in his broad, muscular back, praying that we wouldn’t crash. The precision he needed to wheelie the bike through two narrow buildings was a rush of adrenaline I didn’t know I had in me. The sound of the cop slamming on his brakes echoed off the buildings, but he was too late, crashing into the concreate structures.
I looked behind me and shouted, “I think we lost him!” over the roaring motor of his bike.
He nodded and tapped my leg, urging me to sit back down.
He didn’t slow his speed, sharply turning the corner into what appeared to be a hidden back alley. My heart hammered harder against my chest.
What if he was going to hurt me?
Fear crept deep into my pores as he came to a complete stop. The high I felt didn’t let up. One turbulent emotion rolled into another, and I simply reacted, jumping off the bike first. From that instant, he watched my erratic behavior as I backed away from him with my arms out in front of me.
“Please don’t hurt me,” I blurted.
He didn’t say anything as he cocked his head to the side and leaned back against his seat, staring at me through his chrome helmet. I still couldn’t see his face, and the longer he stayed like that, the more my insecurities took over.
However, my rationalization quickly overcame my distress, and I felt bad.
Shaking my head with embarrassment settling deep in my bones, I apologized, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean that… I’m just… I’ve never… I mean, I don’t know… Wow… I suck at this.” Inhaling a deep breath, I rambled on, “I’ve never been to a street race before. Or on a wild goose chase with the cops. Not to mention, on the back of some guy’s bike I don’t know.”
He didn’t speak a word.
“If my parents found out I was there or here with you right now, they’d probably never let me leave my house again. I guess what I’m trying to say and failing at is, you really saved my butt back there. I thought I was going get trampled or arrested, and to be honest, I would have taken getting trampled over my parents finding out I lied to them about where I’d be tonight.”
Still no words.
He just sat there all stealth-like.
