Lo and behold, Matt freaking Harper was on a freaking death machine riding it like he the bike was made for him.
Heads turned as he stopped right in front of me and takes off his helmet.
How did I even know it was him when he had his helmet on?
"Here." He holds out the black helmet. I stare at it then back at him.
"You want me to get on that thing?" I point at the death machine.
"It's not a thing Lexis. It's a-"
"Death machine." I finish for him and he sighs.
"Would you just take the helmet?" He was still holding out the helmet and I was still being hesitant.
"If I put that on," I point at the helmet.
"You do know they have names right?" He interrupts me but I ignore him.
"If I put that thing on," I repeat. "What would you have on? As I can see that's the only one you have."
"I'll go bare."
"What if we get into an accident?" I ask and fold my arms together.
