“Seems easy enough.”
“Good. Ready?”
I couldn’t help but smile at the fact he was asking me instead of ordering.
“What?”
I shook my head then leaned up and gave him a quick kiss. “Nothing. Ready.” I slipped on the helmet as he reached for the straps and secured it in place.
“You look,” he shook his head, “like you belong on a bike.”
“A bike?” I questioned playfully.
“My bike.”
He eyed my shoes but didn’t say anything. With a swift movement, he climbed onto the bike and waited for me to join him.
He hooked my legs and dragged me against his back when I tried to test out the backrest.
With a pat to my thigh, he eased us out of the parking spot, we started down the street, and the rest of the bikes followed behind.
To my surprise, Big Joe and Gus rode with us, along with Cooper, Bri
