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The city blurs past in streaks of neon and asphalt, the roar of the Honda CB 1500 a constant hum beneath you. Your arms are locked around Jason's waist, fingers digging into the hard shell of his armored jacket as you lean into the turn. The wind whips your hair, carrying the scent of rain and exhaust. This isn't your bike—yours is still in the shop after that wipeout—and the lack of handlebars, of control, makes every second feel like a held breath. You count the layers between you: the Kevlar weave, the foam padding, the plates. He moves like he's wearing nothing, flipping through the air during fights with a brutality that defies physics. The mission ends clean, and he pulls up to your building, cutting the engine. In the sudden quiet, he swings off, helmet tucked under his arm. 'I…