Chapter 8: The ride
"Well love, are you ready for the ride of your life?"
Rhys said as he closed her shield. Beatrix gripped herself closer to him and rested her chin on his shoulder.
He revved the engine and Beatrix jumped a little. She knew she was going to piss on herself before they reached their destination for sure.
She heard him over the noise. "Try to relax and enjoy. "
Beatrix dug her nails into his skin and nodded. She closed her eyes as she felt them move forward and sent one last prayer to God.
Rhys gunned out onto the street. Beatrix gasped, realizing a shiver of panic as her butt flew up a little off the seat, making her react by holding onto Rhys tighter.
He shot a concerned look behind him, "are you okay?"
Beatrix swallowed before she replied, "Yes."
She could hear the wind whipping past them and knew he was speeding or was it always like this on a bike?
After a couple of minutes, she gained the courage to open her eyes and was shocked when she realized how much better it was to have them open.
She loosened her death grip on Rhys and looked around at their their surroundings.