“Hey,” I said. “Ready to go?” He snapped his laptop shut and rose, grabbing the sleek black helmet. As he joined me, passing over the helmet, I counted the disappointed sighs. We walked away side by side, and feeling the belligerent stares on my back, I gave in to my evil urges and slid an arm around his waist. His arm wrapped around me in response, but his look was questioning. I nodded at his fan club. “I couldn’t resist crushing their souls.”
