"Do I ever. But I can't.." She caught the helmet with a light laugh, but then leaned in when she was close enough to him to whisper in his ear. "I'm not dressed properly..." There was a teasing tone to her voice, though she was in fact wearing a skirt that evening - her more-often-than-not work attire - but she wasn't too worried, it would be fine, she would just be a little chilly. Her jacket was plenty warm, and she would be hiding behind him anyway. She stood up straight again and inspected the helmet in her hands before tipping her head back so her hair was back over her shoulders and pulling it slowly up, her brows furrowed as she got it settled on her head and looked to him for approval, until to smother another laugh of amusement. -- RD Present: The Boardwalk

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Date Posted: Thu, Oct 12 2006, 11:07pm PDT
Author: Tay
Subject: "Do I ever. But I can't.." She caught the helmet with a light laugh, but then leaned in when she was close enough to him to whisper in his ear. "I'm not dressed properly..." There was a teasing tone to her voice, though she was in fact wearing a skirt that evening - her more-often-than-not work attire - but she wasn't too worried, it would be fine, she would just be a little chilly. Her jacket was plenty warm, and she would be hiding behind him anyway. She stood up straight again and inspected the helmet in her hands before tipping her head back so her hair was back over her shoulders and pulling it slowly up, her brows furrowed as she got it settled on her head and looked to him for approval, until to smother another laugh of amusement.
In reply to: Fury 's message, " Closing time
Every new begining comes from some other beginings endn " on Thu, Oct 12 2006, 10:14pm PDT

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He watched her get the helmet situated before he shifted to reach down into his backpack which was hooked beneath him. He tugged out a small navajo style blanket, handing it to her before he scooted up on the bike to allow her room to get on, keeping it steady. She could cover up with the blanket, he had thought about the wind chill before he left the house and had grabbed it just in case. "Least you wore a jacket." He half grumbled before he revved up the engine, causing a few people to curiously glance their way though he didn't pay any attention to the eyes that were cast in their direction. "Wrap your arms around my waist. Keep your knees tucked against the inside of mine." (NT) -- Fury, Thu, Oct 12 2006, 11:32pm PDT