Nina
Jessica agreed to take over my shift at the infirmary, and I went back to my dorm to change into something warmer. I put on a skirt with warm stockings, wanting to at least dress up a little for what very well may have been our last date if things didn’t go according to plan that weekend. When I was finished, I headed outside to find Enzo sitting on his motorcycle with a smile on his face. He held the spare helmet out to me, then put his own on and started the bike up — but not before eyeing my outfit up and down and unconsciously licking his lips hungrily.
Blushing, I took the helmet and climbed on behind Enzo.
“Hold on tight,” he said, and then drove off. As we drove through the winding roads with the tall pine trees on either side, the wind was cold but it felt good. It
