"What are you doing?"
lanie looked up from her laptop and her fingers paused in the middle of typing. She glanced at Adam and then almost giggled. His hair was all tousled up and sticking in the air. "I'm working, Adam. What else would I be doing?"
"Actually, there are a lot of things you could be doing. Like playing gas, watching po*n." Adam answered helpfully, earning himself a glare from lanie before he grinned and continued, "Okay okay. What are you working on? Is it sothing urgent?"
lanie rolled her eyes and glanced at him," Why did you beco a question bank all of a sudden?" lanie muttered, shutting her laptop with a soft click. "And no, it's not urgent. But since I'm wide awake..."
"Perfect." Adam's grin widened. "Let's go! Co on," he urged, his tone practically buzzing with excitent.
"Go where?"
Where are you taking ?" she asked, eyeing him warily.
"To see the nightlife," Adam declared easily as she stared at him.
"Nightlife? Adam, it's almost morning. It's 3 a.m. It would be considered morning life."
"Whatever! Co on. You have all day to work. Co with ."
"Yeah...I have to work all day so that ans I'm not ready for a sudden road trip to into nightlife."
"It's not a road trip," Adam corrected. "I'm taking you out on my bike. It's just a ride."
As Adam jumped out of bed, lanie eyes him suspiciously. She should refuse, but she didn't want to.. She was curious.
"Your bike?" lanie gave him a dubious look. "Do I look like soone who rides bikes at 3 a.m.?"
"Well, you're about to." He shot her a wink. "Now hurry up and change before I decide your pajamas count as suitable wear."
lanie rolled her eyes but even though she knew she should refuse she agreed out of sheer curiosity. Where would he take her at 3.00 am in the morning? "Fine," she muttered, pushing back her chair. "I'll go change. But if I suffer because of it, I will not spare you..."
"I'll take full responsibility," Adam said smugly. "Five minutes, lon. Any longer and I'm dragging you out as you are."
"Try it," she called over her shoulder as she grabbed sothing from the suitcase and disappeared into the washroom. "I'll kick you down the stairs."
His chuckle followed her and she couldn't help but smile at the slight thrill in her stomach. Tomorrow, all her problems would be resolved but tonight, she'd see what Adam wanted to take her, she had a feeling it was going to be morable.
Adam was paying with his keys when lanie returned. His gaze dragged over her slowly — too slowly — lingering a second too long on the curve of her hips. His smirk turned into sothing far more dangerous as he whistled slowly," "Dam*. I thought you looked the hottest in your business skirts but those jeans... lon, I am disappointed that you don't dress like that for ."
lanie rolled her eyes and did not answer him. She'd bought the jeans in a hurry, and it was too tight as far as she was concerned. But since this was the only pair she'd brought, she'd decided to wear it for now.
His hand reached out suddenly, and tugged her by the wrist until she was closer than she intended to be.
"Hey!" she protested, half-heartedly pushing against his chest but Adam gave her a lazy smile as his hand hovered over the curve of her a**," I just wanted to take closer look at this perfect work of art... I think I should take you for a different ride..." He leaned closer to her then and muttered in her ear," I think you should ride ... That would be perfect for an early morning activity."
lanie blushed and pushed him away, before moving towards the door,"Move it, Adam!"
Adam grinned and followed her out of the room, but not before muttering," Co on. I can teach you to ride..."
lanie gave him another glare at his double entendre while he laughed and said," I an I can teach you to ride my bike..."
"In your dreams," lanie muttered and hurried away before she said sothing stupid.
Once outside, lanie stared at the large bike in front of her and questioned, "Did you spend all your trust fund money on bikes?" Why did he have a different one each ti?
Adam scoffed and crossed his arms in front of his chest, "You really think I only live off my trust fund?"
lanie tilted her head and sent him a pointed look. "You don't?"
"Of course I do," Adam said smugly. "But I used my money wisely. My trust is earning money for . As for the bikes," he patted the sleek black machine, "I buy old ones and refurbish them."
"So you're a chanic too? Impressive." And this ti, she was genuinely impressed. Truthfully, she didn't think much of Adam who seed interested in only wasting his ti living an adventurous life and not doing anything to earn a living.
Before she could change her opinion of him much of course, he answered," I am impressine with my hands, lon. Want to show you?"
lanie glared at him as he raised his hands as if to touch her and she swatted at his hands. "Just get on."
Adam swung his leg over the bike, then grabbed a helt and handed it to her.
lanie took it and quickly fastened it before Adam had the chance to reach over and do it himself.
"You're a quick learner," he teased, watching her.
"I just didn't want your 'impressive' hands near my face." lanie snapped back.
Adam laughed, revving the bike to life as he said, "aning, other parts of your body are okay with my hands? As lanie glared at him, Adam grinned, "Climb on, lon."
lanie slid behind him and held his waist properly. The warmth of him pressed against her front,while Adam grinned over his shoulder.
"Trying to get close to , huh?" he teased.
She gave his back a solid smack. "Just ride, Adam."
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