Ryder kept his word and took me to all the bike places he knows of until I found something that I liked but the only problem was I was a Ducati girl. Since high school, I owned a Ducati bike until recently. Ryder was more of a Kawasaki fan and even owned a Kawasaki.
We were on our way over to Ducati to see what new bikes they got in when my mother called me. "Hey, ma," I answered getting out of the car once Ryder pulled up. "Where are you? I am at the shop to discuss Lee-Anne's bachelorette ideas with you." My mom said over the phone. "I'm fine and how are you ma?" I replied instead of answering her question.
"Alexandra, I'm being serious." My mother scolded. "So am I, ma," I replied trying not to smile. "Fine. How are you? Any dates you have been on lately?" She asked. "Seriously?" I a
