Noah's POV It was about a simple realization. I wasn’t just curious about Rachel anymore. I was starting to truly want to be part of her world. Maybe, slowly, let her into mine too.The afternoon breeze blew gently, carrying the scent of the city mixed with the faint fragrance of Rachel’s perfume. I could feel it every time she shifted slightly.Then her embrace tightened.The arms that had only been loosely wrapped around my waist now pulled me closer. Her body leaned slightly forward, and I could clearly feel the warmth of her against my back.I almost forgot to breathe.“Why are you going so slow?” her voice sounded near my ear, half laughing.“I-I’m not slow,” I protested quickly, even though I knew that was a lie.Rachel chuckled softly. The vibration traveled through my back.Then she leaned a little closer and whispered, her voice soft against the wind, “I like riding motorcycles.”I froze for a split second.“Y-you do?”“Yeah,
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