Briar's POV.
"So, where are we going." I asked hopping onto his motorbike which he used to follow me here, and I'm glad he did.
Well, after what happened earlier, which is awkward to say the least, he pulled me towards his bike.
"I'm kidnapping you." he said chuckling.
I smiled containing my laughter.
"Oh, so where are you taking me, Mister Potatonapper?" I asked him again, he stopped for a moment and diverted his attention towards me with a questioning look,
"Potatonapper?" he asked chuckling amusement and puzzlement altogether in his face,
"Well, yeah? 'cause I'm a potato, and you're kidnapping me, therefore you're a potatonapper." I answered with a silly smile in my face.
His delicious laugh filled my ear once more.
"You're no potato, you're a pretty girl, wearing a weird dress
