"It'd also get me dirty," she pointed out, eying her bike, which was splattered with muddy snow.
"I didn't think you actually would." She laughed, circling her fingers around his wrists like handcuffs, though her middle finger and thumb didn't quite meet around his wrist. "Yes, you were too slow. Fit boy like you should've been here faster, the coach would be unimpressed. Maybe I should run with you instead of kidnap you."