His Boss Lady.
He put on a helmet, jumped and sat on the bike, and then sped away into the night.
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“ Wasn't that Soraya Wayne, the spoiled brat from high school?" Nikki inquired, joining her friend in the kitchen.
"Yes, she's the one," Nichole replied.
" I know what you're thinking, but I know what I'm doing, Nikki. Just take a chill pill." She returned her smile.
"You better do it, because I don't want you hanging out with her and acting like her," Jesse said as he entered the kitchen.
"Yes, Sir, could you both—-" The doorbell cut her off.