I climb into it. Then I stand there looking like somebody’s idea of a hilarious joke. “If I wear this, the wind will catch me, and I’ll sail behind you like a balloon.”
“Don’t worry, my giant helmet will weigh you down.”
He isn’t kidding. He hands me a helmet fit for the supervillain Megamind. When I laugh, he says,
“Can’t help it. My brain is huge.” He grins. “Among other things.”
I say sweetly, “You’re thinking of your ego.”
He swaggers past, swatting me on the ass as he goes. “C’mon, little rabbit. If you’re good, I’ll feed you a carrot later on.” He turns and winks.
I’d like to make a smart remark, but damn, I also really want that carrot. So I bite my tongue and follow him out the door.
There’s a small garage behind the bar where he keeps his Harley, a shiny macho thing custom
