Once we finally got all of our to-go order and I paid the bill, we climbed back on my bike and left. I didn’t leave a tip for that b***h because of how she treated Katie while we were there. Normally I would leave about twenty-five percent, but with how she was acting, she got nothing.
As I drove the bike back towards the prison, I knew exactly where I wanted to take Katie. I wish I could make the ride last long simply because I loved feeling her small hands wrapped around my waist, but it was only a five minute drive to where I wanted us to go.
When I pulled off of the highway and drove onto a side road, Katie seemed to be a bit confused. “Where are you taking us?”
Us. God, I love how she is worried about both of us instead of just herself. I chuckle as I shake my head. “Don’t worry
