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I cleared my throat and rubbed the back of my neck, not even realizing we were moving faster now. The ride hadn’t stopped as much, signaling they had everyone on who they needed. Even though it had just begun, I wanted off.
“Ethan....” The nervousness in his tone made my stomach clench. “Please talk to me.” He sucked his lips into his mouth and darted a glance toward the ground. “I don’t want to upset you. I’m just.... I’ve never done that.”
“Yeah.” I shrugged because I didn’t know what else to say. I’d fucked this up and I was making it worse. The awkwardness made me grit my teeth at my stupidity. Stop it. Fuck. It wasn’t hard to tell him that it was okay. Except, I couldn’t. I didn’t knowhow. I wasn’t used to people like Jonas, sweet enough to snap so easily with words or simple actions. This handsome muscular man was a virgin? Damn it! He was too pure for me.
He stared, and I looked at anything but him. My stomach churned as we swept around toward the bottom of the wheel, and I slapped the crisscrossed metal that caged us in.
“Hey, can we get off?” I yelled at the guy who was operating the wheel.
He gave me a thumbs-up, and as we finally reached the bottom, he stopped the ride and walked toward us, unlocking the door to let us out. I nodded in thanks and stalked away. I knew Jonas was right behind me because I could hear his footsteps.
“Ethan?”
I stopped and turned toward him, and he nearly ran into me.
He glanced up with big brown eyes. “Are you mad?”
I swallowed and shook my head. “Nah, it’s fine.”
“I’m a vir—”
“I know,” I broke in before he could finish the sentence.
Around us, we were catching attention. A few people stopped to stare, and I dragged Jonas against me, wrapping my arm around his shoulders before leading him through the fair again. We didn’t say anything until we got back to the bike.
“I should take the bus,” he murmured.
“Fuck no.” I shook my head. “It’s almost dark, and there are troublemakers on the bus at night. I know a few of them. They live in the park.”
“I can handle it.” He lowered his head, and I hated that I’d made him feel that way.
A car puttered in our direction, and I grabbed his shirt, tugging him out of the way. I didn’t trust other drivers, and if he got hit, I would end up in prison for beating someone for hurting him. Except, this time it was me who’d done it. Not physically but emotionally.
“Get in the sidecar.” I didn’t leave any room for him to argue. I reached in and grabbed the helmets, handing him his before I got mine and slid it on. “I’ll drive you to the bus stop near your house.”
He nodded, but there wasn’t anything confident about his action as he stepped into the sidecar and slid down to sit in it. I didn’t speak as I slipped onto the bike and started it with a kick. This Harley was older, which meant it took more than a press of a button to get her going, but I didn’t mind because I liked the memories that came with it. When Leo rode, he let me help him start his bike the same way.
The wind was better on a motorcycle, and it was weird that I could handle speed but not height. It wasn’t something that I was going to tell anyone, especially not Tav. He would give me hell over it and never let me forget what had happened. If I had it my way, it would leave my mind the moment I got Jonas to the bus stop.
I weaved through traffic and kept glancing at Jonas to make sure he was okay, but he seemed to be in his element. There wasn’t an ounce of fear on his face, and he had a wide grin again. I never wanted that expression to disappear.
Some girls came up beside us in a Pepto pink convertible, and they raised their arms, dancing to a fast-paced club song blaring from their radio. They screamed and waved, and Jonas waved back at them, laughing. We came to a stop at a red light beside them, and the woman sitting in the back on the driver’s side—a fake blonde with big tits that nearly fell out of her tube top—leaned over her door.
“Hi! Where are you guys going? You should come to a sorority party with us.” She giggled and it was clear she was well on the way to being drunk. I guess that explained why she wasn’t shivering with what she was wearing.
The other three women cheered, and one raised a beer bottle, not something I’d expected her to be drinking.
Jonas laughed. “Sorry, we’re going home. I’m not old enough to drink.”
“Shut. Up.” She giggled louder and licked her lips, staring him down as if he was a piece of candy. “Would you like to get with an older woman? I’m good at giving guys like you new experiences.”
I reached down into my boot to bring out a knife and flipped the blade free, facing it toward her.
She squeaked and fell back into the convertible.
“He’s mine,” I growled out at her. “Fucking attempt to flirt with him again and see what happens.”
“What the fuck?” Her high-pitched voice was annoying. “You’re a douche.” She huffed, but the traffic light turned green, and I hit the accelerator, shooting the bike forward. As I was driving, I slid the knife securely back into my boot for safety.
