Greta’s POV
“Wow!” I shouted but it was taken away by the wind. I was on Derek's bike and he was moving so fast that it felt like we were driving against the wind.
My hands were wrapped around Derek's torso as he moved. He had asked me to do that while fastening the helmet he placed on my head.
I wanted to experiment so I first removed a hand from his body and stretched it out to catch the wind. I smiled as the force of air ran through my fingers.
I returned the hand to Derek's torso then put out the other hand. He began to slow down as we got to the eatery. I wished we could just go on.
I got off the bike the second he parked at a spot in the parking lot. Derek got down and then helped me to remove my helmet.
“You look so excited,” Derek said smiling.
“I am excited. I wish w
