Samantha’s POV.
The wind was so cold against my face, and I felt a lot better.
The alcohol was wearing off a little, making me feel lighter with a dull ache in my head.
The streets were empty apart from a few cars that drove past occasionally.
The streets were properly lit, and Alec was on full throttle.
“Take a turn here,” I said, directing Alec.
My arms were around Alec’s waist, but I kept my body as far away from his back as possible, careful not to let my chest touch him. Still, I could feel the heat of his body through the jacket I had on.
The ride was awkwardly quiet.
“That one,” I said, pointing at the small corner house with the fading white fence. Alec slowed the bike, pulling up a little distance away. The lights in the house were all out except for Mum’s. My stoma
