Shadow POV
We made good time once we hit the road.
Pip was a confident rider, riding beside me like a seasoned rider, as if she had always been riding beside me. Although I would prefer her arms around me as my pillion, I would never take the bike away from her. She loves to ride, and anything that gives Pip pleasure was fine by me, within reason. If she suddenly liked one of the guys, I wouldn't be okay with that, but what can you do if Pip doesn't choose you?
Stop, don't go down that track. Nope, don't make problems for myself; it would only make me a grumpy bear and snap at everyone.
It was a pleasure to ride with her. I don't think Pip knew we could hear her; she was singing along softly to some of the songs. Her voice was pleasant, and listening to her sing made me hard all over
