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Cleo put her hand on his shoulder and got on the bike.

Ryker grabbed her hands and pulled her closer. He then wrapped her hands around his chest and turned his head at her.

"I am your man. Hold me tight."

His voice was deep. His gaze was intense. She bit her bottom lip and nodded her head at him.

He smirked at her and turned back to the road.

After putting on his helmet, he started the bike.