I lost my drowsiness and hangover when the motor stopped in front of me. Rustov took off his black helmet, looking so fresh on his uniform.
He looked at me, only for a brief moment and drifted his eyes to Edu.
"Flat, Edu?"
"Yes, Rustov. I have a problem here."
"I hope you looked at it before, Edu. It's not like we don't have other car to use!"
"I'm really sorry, Ma'am. Next time."
Rustov handed me his helmet which surprised me. I raised an brow at him.
"What is that?" my sarcastic question.
"Helmet," he said the word seriously, his lips didn't even curve a bit when it moved.
"I know. What am I going to do with that?"
"Wear it. I'll take you with me."
I opened my mouth a little. My eyes went down on his old, dirty bike. It's not very dirty but there is a mud stain on the bottom and it's obviously really old.
"Are you serious? There?"
He sighed deeply and turned his engine on.
