By the time we pulled up at his house, I was in a state of euphoria and didn’t want it to end. My fingers were aching where I was holding on so tightly, but the adrenalin of driving so fast, leaning into the corners, and the wind whipping my clothes around, all of it made the biggest smile stretch across my face. When he cut the engine I was actually a little disappointed, but at least I had the ride home to look forward to. When we stopped, he kicked on the stand and I just sat there, listening to my heart race in my ears as I smiled like an idiot. Zach talking snapped me back to reality. “As much as I enjoy having you wrap yourself around me, are you planning on letting go anytime soon?” he asked sarcastically, smirking at me over his shoulder as his hands brushed over my arms that were clamped around his waist. I laughed sheepishly and unwound my arms from the bear hug that I had him trapped in. “Sorry. They should put handles on these things,” I muttered, feeling my face flame with embarrassment.
