The sky was clear and sharply blue, the air surprisingly warm for fall. The hills around them were ablaze, the shades of autumn were bright against the blue sky. Ash pushed it for as long as he thought necessary, changing their direction repeatedly, moving more west where once they’d headed north and east rather than use the interstate to make time. He changed roads to confuse their pursuers and hopefully lose them, glancing frequently in his rear view mirrors until he was certain they weren’t being followed. Wrapping an arm around behind him on a straight stretch, Ash pulled Miri closer and then let his hand skim down to her knee to tuck his fingers beneath her leg. He loved the press of her breasts against his back. Once he was reasonably sure they’d lost their hunters, for the moment, he turned them toward the nearest interstate and followed the signs until they were headed north once again. He was content to let the bike swoop through the turns of the back roads with the knowledge of Miri’s presence fixed firmly at his back until they reached the interstate again.
