“Nice ride” you told the hot stranger sitting on his bike as you passed by, truly impressed by the one-of-a-kind motorcycle.

“Thank you” he replied, as you felt him following you with his gaze. You didn’t know where the courage to compliment a complete stranger came from, as still feeling his gaze made your cheeks burn and your heartbeat speed up. You sneaked a glance back and found him still staring, and you jolted your head back forward pretending nothing had happened. “Do you ride?” he asked