Miley leaned back, instinctively wrapping her arms around the rider’s waist, pressing close against his back.

Unaware of their proximity, or the rider’s rigid posture, she shouted, “Slow down, please.

The motorcycle slow down a bit.

Meanwhile, Neville was a little distracted.

He could feel the warmth of Miley’s body against his back.

He was grateful for the helmet that hid his blushing face.

Neville drove in silence for a while.

Miley didn’t speak either, sensing a familiar scent in the air.

Eventually, the motorcycle came to a stop at a beach.

When Neville removed his helmet, Miley’s suspicions were confirmed.

Without saying much, she thanked him and turned to leave.

“It’s remote here.

find a taxi at this hour,”

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