“Doubtful since you’d be there. Why don’t you go ask your girlfriend?” “My what?” “The girl you were making out with earlier. Does she know you’re off flirting with other women?” “Sounds like you were keeping tabs on me tonight. I’m flattered.” I step forward and lower my voice. “She’s not my girlfriend, and I just asked if you wanted to go for a ride on my bike, not my dick. Though…” Her jaw goes slack, and her cheeks flush a pretty pink. “The answer to both of those would be a hard no.”
