“I’m fine- just… just nervous. I’ve never done anything like this before.” She was cute, with her little nose and wide, anxious eyes, and I reached to scratch my jaw absently before turning back to the display. “I’ve always wanted a motorcycle… but, I’m too much of a chicken.”
Ashley giggled a little in discomfort, and my frown deepened as I shuffled down the line. Her heels clicked on the linoleum floor- as if she feared she’d get lost if she strayed too far. Reaching to roll a small, bright yellow moped from off its stand, I flexed my fingers around the rubber handles before turning to her. Her eyes went comically wide, and my frown smoothed out as paleness swept through her cheeks.
“This one isn’t very fast- you can go 30mph comfortably- but it’s pretty smooth. If you’re looking for s
