" Wow, you drive so nice "
Blanka complimented him as she gently held onto Max's shoulder, her fingers light but steady through the fabric of his jacket. Max was taking her somewhere she didn't know, mostly didn't care because it was Max, she knew how gentle he could be. The evening air was cool and the city lights were slowly turning on, the deep red bike gliding smoothly between cars while the engine stayed low and controlled instead of roaring.
Max didn't increase speed because this bike was made for a single person. Although two people could sit on it, increasing speed would only make her uncomfortable, and he was actively avoiding the police because Blanka didn't have a helmet on. His throttle inputs were soft, braking early, leaning clean through turns, keeping the ride stable so she wouldn't slide or jerk behind him. Every move was calculated, protective without saying it out loud.
*DEE* *DOO* *DEE* *DOO*
" Sigh! "
