"That was mean," Sarah said when they reached the street.
Ryan grinned. "But fun. They had been staring at me for the past hour, so I figured I might as well give them something to think about."
He looked around and added, "Can you give me a ride? I had Walter leave my bike outside your place earlier."
"Sure," Sarah said. "Here. You can drive."
"Don't mind if I do." He took the keys she handed him in one hand and her elbow in the other, and steered her toward the car.
They spent most of the drive, in silence. She was full of food, just a little drowsy from the wine, and she had a lot on her mind. Ryan must have been in a similar state because he did not seem to have much to say, either. He pulled the car up to the curb outside the building. She could see his Harley-Davidson parked a l
