Win a Date with a Biker
When wires are crossed, a good girl gets more than she bargained for when she wins a date with a motor cycle guy. But is there more to him than meets the eye?
I’ve been a resident of Las Vegas for a whole one week. My only friend in town convinces me I need to:
1) Get out on my first Saturday night in town instead of unpacking.
2) Go to a bachelor auction at a swanky hotel/casino on the strip.
3) Cast the winning bid on one of the last-minute hunks added to the lineup.
So when I show up dressed for what I believe is a hands-on date with a celebrity cycling instructor or maybe a winner of the Tour de France, I end up on the back of his motorcycle.
In my spandex.
But after we laugh at my misunderstanding, and I confess that I’ve never been on a motorcycle, what follows is a night of escalating “Never Have I Ever” truths or dares. Each more exciting as the last. Each bringing us closer.
Before dawn, it’s possible I may end up checking off the biggest “Never Have I Ever” of all: falling in love with someone I just met.
Time will tell if the feeling is mutual.
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