Aliyah’s POV
His bike was parked to the side as we talked. Henry had gotten me a cup of Americano after the near accident we just had.
I leaned my back on the bike, sipping the cold drink.
“So, where did you learn biking? You look talented” he asked, glancing at me.
“Joined a club years ago. Don't flatter me, I'm not that talented” I said.
That was a lie. I had always strived to be the best. I've engaged in tournaments and the last one I did earned me some heavy bucks that's not ending soon and a car I've long sold.
But I didn't tell him.
“I thought we were going to die there, but I still decided to trust you” he laughed like that was funny.
Yeah, it was. A stranger you had randomly picked up for a ride telling you what to do in such a crisis sounded crazy.
“Wanna see what
