Alessa shrugs. “He’s not wrong. We’re just riding over there.” She points to the other side of the lot, where I see bikes lining up.
Gage waggles his eyebrows. “Come cuddle me, Leo.”
I shrug because why the f**k not. I climb on behind him after he does. Dex thrusts a helmet into my hands. “If you are going to be stupid, at least be smart.” I put it on when he gives me a hard look.
Alessa swings her leg over hers, shoving her helmet on; she lifts the face mask with a grin. “Go the long way.” She slams it closed, and they fire the bikes up.
I have never been on a bike, much less a crotch rocket. Gage grabs my arms and jerks them around his waist, so I have to lean against his back. “Lean when I lean. You will get used to it,” he says, and I realize they can talk to each other through the
