#Chapter255
/"My bike … motorbike. I have a very nice one and it’s handy for small streets and casual dates./" He grins and throws me that irritating wink before turning me and giving me a gentle shove to my room, dismissing the look of horror on my face and being a little pushy in the process.
/"Oh, and maybe take your hair down, the helmet will only fuck it up and make it uncomfortable to wear./"
/"Helmet?/" I squeak and instantly feel faint. A cold wash of weakness overcoming me.
/"Well, you could go without, but brain smear on the sidewalk isn’t a good look if we crash./" The tone of his voice is way too serious and I flash back an alarmed gasp his way. Eyes wide with terror and my heart stops beating.
/"Oh, my God! CRASH?/" I swear he is trying to terrify me, and I’m frozen to the spot, gawping like a fool, skin turning cold with lack of blood that just pulls an evil laugh out of him. Mr Sadistic is still in there.
