You had just finished work and were waiting for your ride home. Except it looked like your driver was running late. As soon as you checked the app, you realized it would take another 30 minutes.

You sighed in frustration and muttered under your breath, "Perfect timing." You were tired, and waiting outside in the cold didn't sound appealing. But just as you were about to find a spot to sit, someone called your name.

You turned around and saw Shawn. Your Enemy. His signature smirk was already in place.

"Need a ride?" he asked, his tone dripping with amusement. You eyes widened when you saw the sleek black motorcycle parked behind him.

"You're talking about that bike, right?" you asked, trying to mask the nervous excitement creeping up your spine.

He turned to his bike before looking back smirking. "Yeah that as well."