First Bond
"You like motorcycles, chère?"
She popped her head up, startled, then eyed him warily. "Yeah..."
He smirked at her over his own Harley, grinned when her gaze blazed hungrily over it. "Mind if I join you?"
She licked her lips, eyes still on the motorcycle, and he almost laughed, but he didn't. Not at that shy smile, that hesitancy.
"Sure, sugah."