Alpha Reid
I heave a sigh, cutting the engine of my own ATV and climbing off, watching as Serena keeps trying to hit the throttle, digging the tires of her four-wheeler deeper into the mud.
“Stop!” I call out, waving an arm while I unsnap the strap of the helmet with the other, pulling it off overhead. I leave it on the seat of my ATV and yank my bandana down to my neck, striding in Serena’s direction as she keeps hitting the gas and digging herself into a deeper hole.
“Serena!” I call, cupping my hands around my mouth. She finally looks up at me, her shoulders slumping. I continue toward her as she pulls off her own helmet and tugs her bandana down, her lips drawn into a frown.