Keegan had been riding motorbikes for years and often rode with Ajax or Logan. One night he came across a motorbike gang and as always stayed away from them not to cause trouble.

But he watched as you took your helmet off and he immediately knew he needed you. He didn’t care that you were in a gang and a violent one at that.

He watched you and some others go over to order some drinks and he turned to Ajax who knew someone in your gang.

“Who’s that? He’s gorgeous.” Keegan asked Ajax.