"Lahey, stop," I sneered, crossing my arms.

"Babygirl, all you've gotta do is get on the bike," he said smoothly. Woah...

"I'm not getting on the bike with you, Isaac," I said seriously.

"Did you just call me Isaac?" He asked, a smiling growing on his face as his eyes squinted a bit in mock suspicion.

"Did you just call me babygirl?" I shot back, blushing.

"Just get on the bike," he ordered, smiling wide and holding back a laugh.

"Fuck you," I snapped.

"Okay," he said, smirking.

I paused, then caved, snatching the helmet, shoving it on my head, and slipping behind him. I paused there a second and he revved it, moving an inch. I flew into him and terrified, I grabbed onto his waist, burying my head in his back. He laughed.

"Hold on, babygirl."

"Shut up, Lahey," I growled.

"What happened to Isaac?" He teased.

"Just go!" I yelled, wanting to get there and off this bike as soon as possible.

"Okay okay!" He chuckled, kicking off and starting it, pulling away.

I gasped. It was amazing.

And I had to admit that holding onto Isaac wasn't that bad...

Oh great. I was falling in love with Isaac Lahey.

Crap.