He forced the exit open and low and behold his bike was where he left it. Swinging his leg over it he motioned for her to do the same. “Get on.” He could hear more coming and they were too close for comfort. He hadn't even had a chance to make sure she was alright but he would when they were safe.
Sam ran her hand the rough her hair contemplating why he was there. “Well then, do you need anything?” She asked, stopping to turn and look at him. She got a good look, the pictures and videos did no justice for him, but she wouldn’t admit it. Sam realized she was staring, so she tried to subtly look away.



