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... with one hand on the throttle, the other resting loosely on the handlebar—too casual, like even this wasteland couldn’t bother him. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
Ava sat behind him, arms locked around his waist, hands pressed firmly against his coat.
And under the coat.
Abs.
Lean. Solid. Tense with every shift of balance.
Ava gritted her teeth and stared over his shoulder.
It wasn’t like she hadn’t touched him before—passing tools, a ...
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