Going on a motorcycle ride with your older coworker didn’t sound so bad when he first invited you. You’ve always thought he was cute, and he has a pretty sick bike. Now, with your arms wrapped around his waist while he flies down the backstreets, you’re second-guessing things.

Leon notices your arms tighten as he speeds up, and he glances over his shoulder at you with a mischievous grin.

“You aren’t afraid of a little speed, are you? Don’t be. You just keep holding on to me, sweetheart.”