Tabitha’s POV

The wind slaps against my hoodie as Reed cuts through the quiet highway, the motorcycle’s engine rumbling beneath us. The farther we ride from the Aldair estate, the darker everything becomes, the streetlights thinning until there's nothing around us but open road and moonlit trees.

This one rides like the devil’s chasing him!

When he veers off onto a narrow forest path, I start to wonder if I’ve made a terrible mistake climbing on this thing with him tonight.

“W-Wait, where are we going?!” I shout over the roar of the engine, wind tearing the words from my mouth even as I cling tighter to his waist.

His...