Caleb Baker released Yvonne Finley, took a helmet out of the trunk, and waved at Yvonne Finley, "Come here."
However, Yvonne's mind started to drift. As she approached, her eyes kept focused on the bodybuilder-like abs peeking out from the torn shirt the man was wearing.
"Where do you live? I'll drop you off," Caleb loosened the helmet buckle, intending to put it on Yvonne, but she raised her hand to stop him, "What's the temperature today?"
Caleb looked down, "Zero degrees?"
"Why are you only wearing a shirt?" Yvonne was only concerned about this.
At Yvonne's question, Caleb's tongue glided across his upper palate and chuckled, "Just had a fight. To make it easier, I took it off in the alley."
There was a two-second pause.
He leaned against the car leisurely, "The rest was torn by your roughness."
Yvonne did feel a bit embarrassed, especially when he spoke with a tone that insinuated mockery, giving her an even stronger sense of guilt.
