Gabby, My Fierce Girl
Part 62's
“Lock!” George is forced to intimidate Gabby. “Don't blame me for looking for the thing itself and holding onto something you don't want to touch.”.
Gabby wanted to punch the man in the face. But his hand went into his pants pocket to pick up the object requested by George. “Nih!” He sincerely gave it to her.
George took. “If you give it from now on, it will definitely not waste our time,” scolding. “You want to sit there enjoying my handsome face during the trip, or you want to move yourself to the back?” tanyakanya.
“You will definitely prank me again, right? If I sit in the back?” accuse Gabby of learning from the experience a few days ago while in Bali.
“Oh ... So you chose to sit in the front tank? You want to feel my embrace? You want our bodies to touch each other? Did you forget that your bike is a big motor that makes the rider have to lean slightly forward? I don't mind if you want that, but you have to take responsibility if we're gonna end up in a hotel room,” George said scaringly.
The plot!
The touch is quite hard Gabby lay on George's forehead which turned out to be perverted. “Otakmu wild!” hinah with annoyance.
Gabby chose to go down, she didn't really want to end up in a hotel room. Judging from George's way, it seemed like the man was trying to take his heart back. Gabby wanted to see how far the man had gone to get it. He finally sat in the back seat which is higher than the front.
George started to turn on the motor. Without a helmet, his face seemed to be slapped by the wind that blew.
Gabby sat firmly in the back, there was not the slightest desire for her to hold on to George.
George glanced from the rearview mirror. With his left hand, he forced Gabby's hand over the woman's knee. He put Gabby's hand on his stomach. “Handle, I don't want you to fall again,” forever.
Did his brain hit? Why is he so sweet?
“According to you, I'm trying to take your heart,” George's pinta by looking back a bit, then his gaze focused again forward.
Gabby finally complied, letting her left hand hold on to the suit worn by George.
“I'd be like piggybacking on a mannequin if you just kept quiet,” George joked. That is, he wanted Gabby's other hand to hug him too, but the woman kept her right hand on her knee. George again had to pull the hand and put Gabby's hands on his stomach.
“Enjoy this romance, I do not know how to do romantic to touch your heart.”
Gabby breathed. He tried to accept the effort made by George. Even though he wanted to fortify his heart so that it would not be easily destroyed.
There was no conversation between the two, Gabby was silent like a statue. But his hands slowly loosened no longer hugging George, he chose to hold on to the right and left side suits.
Didn't George ask her to hold on instead of hug? That's why George didn't take Gabby's hand back, while she was still holding on to him.
Sometimes George rubbed his eyes in the dust of the streets. It didn't escape Gabby's sight. Because it does not use a helmet, making small particles easily enter his eyes. What else the road he passed was not a highway, he deliberately chose a road that would not cross with the traffic police.
George paused for a moment when his eyes were no longer conducive to driving. “Sorry, my eyes hurt.”
Gabby feels good with George. He took off his helmet and put it on George. Without a word he took it out.