Night Slayer
“Toss me your keys?”
With a sigh, Jo fished her keys out of her pocket, not sure she wanted to see her bike loaded up on the trailer. Not that she’d ever leave it behind. That bike had been her mom’s at one point, and even though it had over 300,000 miles on it now, it was still faster than shit. Zane knew that, and he took care loading it onto the trailer, making sure both bikes were secure before he closed up the ramp and double checked their babies weren’t going anywhere.
Bab Populer