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     » fast is an exciting way to live.  those  words  made  her  breath  hitch  for  some  reason.  perhaps  it  was  because  peach  didnât  really  know  how  to  live  at  all.  nothing  she  did  seemed  to  give  her  enough  of  a  reason  to  keep  trying,  for  the  most  part.  when  ivy  mentioned  a  big,  strong,  burly  man,  it  was  enough  to  make  her  giggle.  â  a  big,  strong,  burly  man  ?  well  if  a  big,  strong,  burly  man  were  to  offer  me  a  ride,  i  would  have  to  decline.  i  donât  go  on  rides  with  men  at  all,  let  alone  big,  strong,  burly  ones,  â  she  told  her.  peach  hadnât  even  realised  that  she  was  acting  somewhat  like  a  giddy  schoolgirl,  cheeks  tinted  pink,  soft  giggles,  mindlessly  brushing  her  blonde  locks  behind  her  ear.  the  brunettes  voice  was  soft  and  husky  and  god  -  she  could  listen  to  her  talk  forever.  how  she  wanted  that  voice  right  in  her  ear,  those  teeth  nipping  at  her  earlobes  -  no.  she  had  to  stop  herself  from  thinking  that  far  ahead.  you  donât  even  know  the  girls  name,  she  thought.  â  if  youâre  sure  itâs  safe⊠ and  that  itâs  fun⊠ and  that⊠ fast  is  an  exciting  way  to  live⊠ maybe  you  can  show  me  sometime. iâm peach. my name, i mean. like the fruit butâŠÂ not the fruit. though they say iâm as sweet as peach pie.  â
ARMS HUNG AT HER SIDE. ivy set the helmet on her seat as she took a couple steps closer to the blonde. â yeah theyâre a little scary, â she teased, trying to make it obvious she was only joking. dark eyes couldnât help but capture in everything the other had to offer. to anyone passing by they seemed quite opposite. like a scene from a cliche chick flick â expect they were two girls. â oh youâre bold. asking for rides from strangers ? â the corner of her lips curved to a smirk. â oh i love the taste of peach pie, â ivy flashed a quick wink at peach. â iâm ivy. like poison ivy, just a little more deadly. iâm only playing, â her posture slouched slightly. â you donât seem like a girl that would be around someone like me, â she wasnât downplaying her worth, but it seemed as if anywhere else the two would be running with two very different crowds. â come with me, peach, â gloved hand hung out between the two for the other to take. â iâll show you a good time. â









