StartNovelChapter 978: Yvonne quickly added Ethan to the group chat and ironed out the details for the night ride with the others. Afterward, they went their separate ways to prepare their motorbikes.
When Yvonne reached her house, Norton was still out. She swiftly changed and rode her motorcycle to the designated meeting point.
Ethan was already there when she arrived.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Have you ever been motorcycling before, Mr. Marsh?" "Yes, but I've never participated in something like this before," Ethan responded, observing the lively crowd around them.
As the evening breeze tousled her hair, Yvonne secured her helmet and revved the engine of her bike, bursting into laughter. “Hope you can keep up—try not to fall behind!" "Got it," Ethan replied.
Yvonne decelerated slightly to allow Ethan to catch up. Soon, she was lost in the ride itself.
The whisper of the night wind mingled with the growl of her bike. Its sleek, silver form cut through the dark like a bolt of lightning, turning the roadside scenery into a blur.
The combined roar of numerous engines filled the air, as the group of motorcycles thundered down the streets, stirring up the night air. Sof the riders began belting out songs, their voices carrying far into the night. Caught up in the revelry, Yvonne joined in, her voice merging with theirs.
From behind, Ethan admired the joyous curve of Yvonne's smile as she rode ahead.
After completing a loop around the city, the group's night ride cto a close, with sof the older members expressing a desire to head hearly.
Spotting a chance to extend the evening, the group leader said, "My buddy just launched a new nightclub. Let's head there and give it a boost!" "Sounds perfect!" responded the riders, Yvonne included, showing her enthusiasm.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmgal nov☐☐☐☐☐☐om Turning to Ethan, she asked, "What about you? Coming along?" "If that's the plan, I'm in,” Ethan answered softly, his gaze lingering on Yvonne's cheerful expression.
Neon lights flickered inside the nightclub, infusing the space with an electrifying buzz and the heady smell of alcohol.
The group leader circulated among the guests, clinking glasses and m expressing his gratitude for their presence.
After enjoying a few rounds, Yvonne began to feel the effects of the alcohol m
Then, an explosive track of rock music surged through the speakers, igniting the atmosphere like a spark hitting dry gunpowder, energizing the crowd and Yvonne's mood alike.
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