Thrills. Those little moments of adrenaline rush in our bodies, the feelings of excitement and the feeling that you could conquer anything.
It had been quite a while since I had remotely felt those feelings. Why? Because Ian said so.
I was getting tired of the sitting around just because I was pregnant. It made no sense whatsoever. I wasn't allowed to ride the motorcycle, something which I loved.
wanted that thrill. I craved that thrill. Ian wasn't coming home for two days, this was more or less the perfect opportunity. I couldn't pass that up.
Now that we had moved to another building, I knew Parker couldn't sneak on me and the Ian. And for that, I was more than grateful.
I put on my best biker girl jeans, which were completely ripped, a tank top which did nothing to hide my figu
