Blaze:
Kat finished tagging the wall with that wild, wicked smile, her body humming with adrenaline, with victory.
My girl.
The f*****g Queen of Chaos.
I swung a leg over the bike, firing it up, and didn’t even need to call her.
She ran to me.
Always would.
She slid on behind me, arms wrapping tight around my waist, thighs pressing into my hips.
And just like that, I lost what little control I had left.
I took off into the night like a man unleashed — cutting through streets, weaving between cars, no fear, no mercy, just raw f*****g hunger in my blood.
Kat clung to me, trusting me completely even when I leaned the bike hard into turns, when the engine roared and the world blurred around us.
Perfect.
Fucking perfect.
By the time we hit the parking lot, I wasn’t thinking stra
