CHAPTER 68
CASSIAN'S POV
It is a bad decision going with Nova. Hell, I don't even know that she is able to drive a bike. But there she is, speeding out of the pack like she has a death wish.
This is more than a reckless thing to do. I should have asked her to come down. I should have ridden. But there I am, with my arms wrapped around her as she drives, with a helmet on her head.
Her posture is perfect, but I am dying inside.
As she drives further into the desert, she increases her speed, and there is sand trailing behind us.
Nova suddenly comes to a stop, and my arms tighten further. She giggles against my hands even more.
“Is this funny to you?” I ask her, raising my voice above the sounds of the machines.
“You can't blame me, Cassian,” she whispers. “Yes, it is.”
My jaw tighten
