SKY
I have a whole three-hour study period ahead, and going for coffee with him can't hurt too much. Still, I hesitate. My body refuses to move, caught in this strange mix of curiosity and fear. Damien's curious eyes stay on me, waiting for an answer.
"Listen," I finally say, trying to sound casual, "we can go to the diner, but I have to be back in two hours for class."
Damien's lips curl into a grin, and he pretends to wipe his forehead dramatically. "Guess I'm out of jail then. How about that? Ever been on the back of a bike before?"
Butterflies burst in my stomach. I can't help it-apparently, I'm a sucker for these bad boy types. When we reach the parking lot, I spot a sleek black Harley waiting for us. My knees tremble slightly as I take it in. Damien's confidence radiates as he gr
