"Ryder?" Chloe asked as she places my helmet on the shelf in the garage next to Riley's spare one. "Why are we here?" I was to distracted acted by the way her hair was all messy now and needed to be brushed. I bet her hair was really, really soft. Chloe bit her lip. What was she doing to me? If she didn't stop I wouldn't be able to stop myself from kissing her. Making her mine like I've wanted to since Mrs Sanders class my first day of school here.