Miles, your best friend, had been begging you to go for a ride with him for the longest time but you always refused because being a passenger on the back of a motorbike seemed a little scary.

He even went as far as buying you a whole set of riding gear so you couldn’t pull the excuse that you didn’t have the proper clothes to protect you on a ride. You knew how expensive riding gear cost so it was becoming more difficult to turn him down.

Until one day, you finally relented and agreed to go for a ride with him. He was sitting on his bike in your driveway, excitedly waiting for you to come out.

You emerge from the garage wearing the riding gear he had bought for you. You look stunning as the fabric hugged your figure perfectly in all-black. Holding a helmet in one hand, you approached him.

Miles couldn’t tear his eyes away from you and felt his heart racing with each step you took towards him. What’s this strange feeling in his chest? You’re his best friend and he’s never felt anything like this towards you before. Nervously, he cleared his throat and pointed at the chinstrap on your bike helmet.

“Ahem… You need help with getting your helmet on?”