Date = 16 November
Two long days of testing out our new bikes done and dusted.
Place = San Francisco (Damion’s house)(Race track)
POV - Damion
I wake up feeling compressed, pinned down, like someone’s thrown a sandbag over my legs. I try to move and … nothing.
I open my eyes and stare straight at the problem.
What the hell? There’s a body draped across my thighs. Warm. Bare. Definitely female. Definitely topless.
“Holy f*****g s**t!” I jolt upright on instinct. The sudden movement sends the girl tumbling off me. She hits the floor with a dull thud and lets out a soft, groggy moan.
I sit there for a second, heart hammering, breathing hard, staring at the ceiling like it might explain what just happened.
What. The. f**k.
I pinch the inside of my arm, hard. Pain flares. Not a dream.
