Chapter Fifteen
Arms wrapped around Jasper’s waist, Evelyn perched on the back of the motorcycle. The buzz of the engine roared in her ears, and the uneven road jolted her spine as the miles passed. “Are you going to hit every bump?” she shouted to be heard above the motor.
Jasper grinned and steered the bike back and forth in a wide S pattern.
She screeched and tightened her grip. His body vibrated with laughter against her. Swatting his shoulder, she closed her eyes. They’d be fine. He was an excellent pilot. Surely that translated into being an able driver.
He pointed to a distant field crowded with cattle, their umber-colored forms blurry against the yellow-green pasture. Puffy white clouds scudded across the sky overhead. A red-tailed hawk circled then swooped down and grabbed a t
