Hazel let her head fall back as she enjoyed the rush of cold breeze around her. The wind was making her hair swing in the air. Austin was occasionally stealing a glance at her through the mirror with a smile that refused to leave it's place from his face. Smile looked good on Hazel. She was truly beautiful. She had never felt so free and the experience was out of the world. Maybe riding a bike isn't so bad afterall.
Austin could hear soft giggles coming from his wife who was crying few minutes earlier at how dangerous the motorcycle is. It was funny. Right now, she was sitting with both of her arms stretched to the either side of her body as she had her head tilted up and letting the rushing cool wind graze by her.
Austin pulled the bike in front of a empty spot after twenty , confusing
