Something is telling her coming to New Orleans proved to be the wrong idea...at least alone. She glanced over her shoulder to see how close they were getting to them, those shots were starting to get closer and closer.
"Huh? I don't want this to get interesting!" she yells back at him. Did he just call her gorgeous? Etoile wraps her arms around the middle of his stomach more tightly.
She couldn't help but notice the sudden change in the speed of the bike and are those sparks? Who the hell is he?
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