Vikram's eyes widened sharply, and his gaze involuntarily darted towards that bouncy spot.
Before Divya could notice his line of sight, he quickly pulled it back and coughed ostentatiously.
"Cough ~ cough ~"
"It's getting late. It will take a lot of time to get back to my Shelter from here."
"Let's get on the vehicle directly," he suggested earnestly after retracting his gaze.
"Mm ~" Divya didn't notice Vikram's gentlemanly behavior just now and responded sweetly.
Looking at Anjali, who was lying unconscious on the motorcycle, he secretly rejoiced, "Thankfully, this motorcycle has a long enough seat; otherwise, it would be a bit difficult."
The three of them got on the motorcycle in sequence, sitting in the order of Vikram – Anjali – Divya, and then both Druids.
However, Vikram was a bit unhappy all the way back.
He had originally thought of having intimate contact with Divya's surging waves, and an occasional sudden brake on the road would have been even more wonderful.
