I watched Serenya walk between Jax and I. She seemed to be disassociating. But over what? She seemed thoughtful when she was looking at the bike.
“Dude, if you scrunch your eyebrows closer together, you’ll have a unibrow,” Jax told me.
I rolled my eyes and moved into the storage room. I walked around and stood where Serenya had stood. I tilted my head to the side and looked at the gas tank.
I had just barely heard her when she had said, “Still devastatingly beautiful.” I ran my finger over the decal for my Tok’d username.
“Jax, hand me your phone.”
“What? My phone? Why? Where is yours?” he asked.
“Jax,” I said sternly.
“Geez, man. If people were around and didn’t know us, they’d think you had me whipped.” He pulled his phone from his pocket and brought it to me.
I swiped at the scr
