Two years later
"Keep up little boy!" I yelled out at Justin as I raced over the dirt ramp, landing on the other side before he did which made me the winner. Again.
"Man my tires need pumping." He said as he rolled up next to me. I chuckled, pulling my helmet off and shaking my hair. "I would've won."
"I'm sure, Bieber. What time is it?" I asked, noticing the sun was going down and we've been in his backyard dirt track for some time now.
"Seven fifteen, what time did the wife say to be home?" He asked.
I chuckled and pulled my helmet back on but left the visor up. "Alexa said seven thirty but she knows me so that's more like seven fifty."
"One more lap then?" He questioned mischievously, revving his engine. "You won't be able to touch my dust this time."
I flipped the visitor down with a nod. "Put your money where your mouth is." I kicked up the stand before aligning my bike with his.
"Fine, a G?" I smirked and nodded. "On three. One.."
"Two.."
"Thr-" He took off before I finished and I chuckled, pulling my throttle back and shooting after him.
He went over the smaller dirt ramp, which was a big mistake, shorter distance duh. I leaned forward as I took the high ramp and ended up shooting over him.
"No!" He exclaimed when I landed a few feet ahead of him, leading the race.
"Yessir!" I laughed out just as my phone rang, I lifted one hand and pressed the answer button in the earbuds cord. "Y/n speaking."
"I would comment on how hot and professional you just sounded but we have a goddam problem." I raised my eyebrows at Jaime's voice, followed by a loud groan in the background. "Your wife's water broke."
Nine months ago
"Man I miss Lucifer, he was the best hugger. I mean, squirmer on the outside but warm and fuzzy on the inside."
I chuckled at the characters words before looking at Alexa. "You and her are one."
She shoved a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth with a frown. "What do you mean?"
"I mean.. soft, adorable, huggable, complete smol bean-"
"Nuh uh!" She complained and threw a cookie at my head. I grabbed it and took a bite as she shook her head in protest. "I am not like Ella, okay? I'm more like.. like Maze."
"That's hilarious!" I said in an overdramatic fashion. "Babe you couldn't be Maze if she was assigned your guardian demon. Nice try though." I looked back at the TV, knowing she was scowling at me from her turned position. "Now Maze, woo, the nympho." I said as the actress walked into the frame, throwing a knife at some poor guy and hitting him right in the chest. "Not even close to you, babe." I looked over and saw her eyes turn into skits. "But that's okay. I like your softness." I said, reaching over to grab her hand but she pushed me away. "Come on, don't be a baby."
"I'm not a baby and I'm not Ella." I shook my head in amusement. "And I'm just saying, you're no Lucifer in the sack."
"Hold up." I said, my amusement gone. "Take that back, I can handle my own."
"Hmm no... I think you're more like.. Detective Dan."
My jaw dropped as she continued eating her ice cream with a smirk. "Hey don't tempt me. Your soft ass couldn't handle it if I went all out on you."
