As your hand grazed the rush of wind outside the car window, a sense of calmness washed over you, until the unexpected sweep of a motorcycle's broom startled you. Your gaze momentarily diverted, you felt a gentle touch upon your hand. Peering out with an attractive man, your eyes met those of a striking stranger. "Put your hand back into the car, princess. It’s not safe" his voice carried a tone of concern and cheekiness as he clasped your hand before swiftly departing into the traffic. Shocked, you searched for his lingering presence, only to find disappointment in his disappearance. "Where did he go!!" you exclaimed, leaning out of the window to catch a glimpse of him driving off*