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sheltered girl than Karen would already have let him in.
     
    Cole abruptly stubbed out his cigarette and made to leave.
     
    “You’re going?” Karen asked, caught off guard by his decision to depart.
     
    “Yeah, I’m heading home,” Cole said, pausing in his footsteps, “you wanna ride?”
     
    “Like, on your bike?” Karen asked, taken even more aback by the offer.
     
    “Yeah,” Cole replied, “I’ve gotta spare helmet. You can ride on the back.”
     
    Karen froze with indecision. After nearly four years of being a model student, not to mention scrupulously maintaining her virginity all her life, a strange guy whom she’d met ten minutes ago was trying to take her home with him. This was a big plunge to take. Going for a girls’ night out was one thing, taking part in what would probably become a one-night stand was quite another, especially with an outlaw biker. But on the other hand, she couldn’t stay sheltered and studious all her life. What was the point of all that studying if she denied herself the chance to take a risk or two?
     
    “Yes,” Karen exhaled nervously, “I’ll come with you.”
     
    “Right this way, darling,” Cole gestured with a smile.
     
    Clutching her handbag, Karen followed Cole out of the bar, leaving the karaoke party to continue. The temperature had dropped in the past few hours, and the biting cold night wind stung Karen’s bare legs. She shivered as she took the spare helmet offered by Cole and strapped it on before getting on the bike behind him.
     
    Cole turned the keys in the ignition. Karen winced at the sound of the hideously loud engine and wished she’d been offered earplugs instead. Nevertheless, it was too late to turn back now, and she wrapped her arms around Cole’s powerful torso as he revved his engine and took off.
     
    Karen yelped in fright as the motorcycle began to move, wondering if this was such a good idea after all. In seconds it was too late to get off as Cole left the parking lot and began to speed down Main Street at an insane speed. Karen was terrified as the vehicle roared down the road in the dead of night, its way lit only by a single headlamp. Karen found herself squeezing Cole’s stomach as tightly as she could for fear of crashing or falling off. But at the same time, it was a thoroughly exhilarating experience. Having been protected all her life from people like Cole, she’d taken a leap into the unknown and she had no idea where she was heading or what might happen next, and that unknown quality in itself made it so much more exciting.
     
    It was also slightly awkward for Karen. To sit comfortably on the seat, she’d had to roll up her skirt a little to avoid stretching or tearing the material. Her thighs were completely exposed to the freezing night air, and her panties were rubbing directly against the seat. And yet, it was more than just comforting hugging this hunk of a biker. Karen went from hugging Cole’s stomach to slowly running her hands across him. He was strong and muscular, an anchor of safety on this otherwise perilous ride. Karen rested her head against Cole’s back and snuggled against him. It was insane of her to trust a man she hardly knew, and yet, having decided to go with him, she had no choice but to entrust herself to him even more. That feeling of powerlessness wasn’t frightening at all; paradoxically, it was comforting.
     
    At long last, Cole arrived in a suburb of the town and pulled up in front of a comfortable-looking detached house. He switched off the engine and got off the bike, removing his helmet and hanging it on the handlebar. Karen’s ears were still ringing as she got off the bike and removed her own helmet. Picking up her handbag, she followed Cole to the front door just as a jingling sound emanated from her bag. She pulled out her phone and looked at it. Maddy had sent her three text messages asking where she was. 
     
    Karen replied quickly: “Go home without me. I have a place