Chapter 233 - Hand In Hand (2/2)

”Max, is this even legal? Did you have this area secured?”

”For ten minutes, yes.” Maxen flashed a boyish grin, one the Olivia knew belonged only to her and nobody else. ”Wanted to pick up my wife from work, so I had to pull some strings.”

”Quick. Let's take a photo.” Olivia fished her phone out from her purse. Hand in hand, she took a photo of her and Maxen, posting it in her social media account.

”No caption?” Maxen wondered out loud after seeing that Olivia posted the photo on a whim and didn't even bother writing a caption.

Biting her bottom lip but failing big time, a big smile curved Olivia's lips. ”Captions can wait. Let's go before we make the headlines,” Olivia said, pulling Maxen by the arm but stopped short when she couldn't find a car.

Seeing her confusion, Maxen intertwined their hands and said, ”This way.” They were not far from the street.

Right in a corner, a cafe racer bike shined in all its glory.

”Fancy ride,” Olivia commented, running her fingertips on the curve of the bike's seat.

Maxen picked up a helmet and wore it on Olivia's head, snapping the lock before picking up his own.

”WHERE ARE WE GOING?” Olivia tried to speak as loud as she could, afraid that Maxen wouldn't hear her because of the helmet. To her surprise, she heard Maxen's voice loud and clear through a speaker inside the helmet.

”Just a quick ride outside the city.”

”Fancy ride. Fancy helmet. Thank you very much.” This time, Olivia spoke using her normal voice, another smile curving her lips. She wondered just how many more surprises she would receive after.

Looking over his shoulders, Maxen grasped Olivia's hands and wrapped it around his waist. ”Ready?” he asked.

”Ride or die, baby. Ride or die.”

Maxen let out a hearty laugh. He bumped his head against Olivia's, clearly amused at her reply.

Revving up the engine, Maxen and Olivia rode out into what should be a busy street in London had Maxen not closed the entire block.

Olivia shook her head upon seeing a barricade of police down the block. And as they rode farther away, the police cars disbursed, finally letting movements flow in the once empty street.

They were silent the entire ride, enjoying the passing view of endless greeneries and asphalt.

An hour in their ride, the skies turned gray, and heavy, dark clouds hovered them.

”I think it's going to rain, Maxen,” Olivia softly spoke, clinging for her dear life on Maxen as she hugged him tighter.

Suddenly, tiny droplets of rain drizzled in the sky, sliding down their leather jackets and drenching their shoes.

Maxen hissed. ”We're almost at their destination.” He planted a hand over Olivia's, hoping his touch would calm her down.

”Gooooo. Throttle this baby up. I don't want to get fried by lightning.”

In a second, Maxen bid as told, zipping down the road like a thunderbolt, but even as he broke the miles, the sky cried, sending a heavy shower of rain on Earth.

Reaching up to their location deep in the forest, Jack welcomed a soaking wet Maxen and Olivia with a towel in hand, which Maxen completely ignored.

”Thank you,” Maxen said. He then scooped Olivia off the floor, carrying her bridal style up into the loft.

Peeking through the banister, Maxen smiled at Jack and winked at him. ”We will see you tomorrow, Jack. Thank you for your service.” He didn't want to shoo the man away, but this cabin was his and Olivia's private space for the night.

With a curt nod, Jack bowed his head and placed the towels on the coffee table. He scanned the room one last time just to make sure he missed nothing that the royals would use for the night.

Upon ticking all the boxes in his checklist, Jack picked up his hat and jacket from the coat rack.

He wanted to get out as fast as he could, knowing what was about to go down inside the cabin, but decided to add more wood in the fireplace, just in case.

Regretting his decision, Jack almost burned his hand when a mewl reverberated inside the cabin.