"Pleeease, baby? It'll be fun, I swear!" Sorielle begged, a frown feathering onto her features.

Your motorcyclist girlfriend was pleading for you to go on a ride with her, except, you were extremely afraid of motorcycling. She wants you to face your fears.

"Look," The blonde grabbed an extra helmet and placed it on your head. "I will never intentionally put you in danger. Its just downtown and back, fair?" Her deep brown eyes stuck on your gaze, there was nothing but love and care in them.