13
MEGAN
“I’M TOO STUFFED to move,” I grumbled as we walked out of the pizza shop.
Kyle put his arm around me and chuckled. “I know the feeling. You up for a movie or do you want to walk the Strip?”
I looked down at my bag and smiled. “Let’s walk the Strip. There’s something I’ve been dying to do.”
Since we weren’t near the heart of Vegas, we jumped back on his bike. There were cars everywhere, but Kyle maneuvered us through the gaps and got us there in record time. Heart pounding, I blew out a shaky breath and got off the bike.
“You okay?” he asked.
I took off my helmet and handed it to him. He placed it in a duffle along with his own and slung the bag over his shoulder. “Yeah, just glad to be alive. You scared the s**t out of me.”
He chuckled. “It was fun and you know it. Now wha
