Maxine POV
The change of music was nice; it fit perfectly with what I was seeing as we rode down the side of the mountain. How big does a hill have to be to be called a mountain? I thought I would have to look at one up, never really thought about it till now. This was a pretty area, and I loved all the cornering we had to do to snake back down it.
True to his word, we arrived in an hour, and my stomach was ready for the burgers that Tank mentioned.
The place looked like it had never seen a lick of paint since it was built. Some parked their bikes and headed in; others fueled up.
"Go order us some food, I want two beef burgers with the lot." Tank tapped my thigh as he spoke.
The moment you enter the cafe, the smell hits you; my mouth watered the moment I entered.
"Welcome, can I help
