Friendship was already scrambling onto the back of the bike, before the invitation had totally come out of his mouth. Her feet easily found the pegs, and her arms were around him before he uttered the second “um.” She was ready to go! So was the Indian from the sounds it made when Hermod revved the finely-tuned engine.
Her theory was proven true moment later as he released the clutch. They didn't shoot forward abruptly. Hermod was too good a driver for that. Instead there was a smooth, steady, ground-eating acceleration that propelled them faster than she'd anticipated.
It was fantastic!
Her arms squeezed, just a little in excitement. Alright, maybe, if a person was generous and knew Lottie's nature, they might call it a micro-hug. She didn't want to distract him, she was just so happy and excited and grateful Hermod would share this with her. So, she'd squeezed.
A happy laugh slipped from between her lips and without thinking, Lottie blurted, “This is so much fun, it's almost as good as sex!”