Heather didn't doubt that he wouldn't. Likely she would end up burying her face in his back and doing it. How often had she done just that while riding on the back of someone's motorcycle?
When he motioned for her to, she clung onto him like a spidermonkey. Her arms tight around his waist. The take off took her breath, her arms tightening around his middle more than once. Her eyes did end up squeezing shut. As she focused on the vibration beneath them. Listening for any oddities that stood out beyond the rest.