Karma Isn't On His Side

Eric and Bianca whistled in unison as the motorbikes roared to life and the racers sped off. There was a makeshift fence, a crowd barrier to keep the spectators out of the way. Hera noticed how Eric pulled Bianca to his front and hooked an arm around her neck from behind in a headlock hug. 

'A gesture of protection.' 

Hera observed with an impressed look of appreciation. Bianca leaned back on his chest, settling comfortably against his torso. 

'Whoever he falls in love with, the girl would be lucky.'

Hera grinned wide when Eric's free hand reached out to grab her hand and Hera immediately obliged by placing her hand in his. He held it in a tight grip. She could feel the vibes of a protective friend and a possessive brother combined.