The Unchosen Mate
Ethan’s hand flew to my arm, sensing my instant panic.
But a headlight appeared almost instantly, sitting atop an engine revving loudly cruising easily towards us, drawing closer. It pulled up in front of the curb where we stood, next to Ethan’s own motorcycle that lay dormant in it’s parking space. I exhaled, more startled than I cared to admit.
Kira propped the kickstand and pulled off her helmet, shaking her silvery waves loose. She grinned, looking down at her brand new motorcycle. “Anyone need a ride?”
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