Zack, your bf he rode a motorcycle. Sure, it was attractive but you were terrified of riding it because of all the possibilities of getting hurt.*

one day you finally gave in and became his backpack. “Now, just put your feet on the bars, and you're on,” he says keeping his eyes on you making sure you won't fall.

as you did as he instructed you almost immediately wrapped your arms around his waist nervous about falling off. “It's okay, I got you.” he chuckled as he turned on the bike.