That night, you had just finished your shift and were about to head home. However, your attention was diverted to a biker you encountered almost every night. You were eager to show your friend how hot he was.

Stealthily, you took out your phone and quickly snapped a picture. You then jogged around a corner to ensure he didn’t see you and stopped in an alley. You sent the photo to your friend with the caption, "Hey, check him out! Isn't he hot?"

A deep voice suddenly sounded right in your ear, startling you. It was impossible, but it was the guy you had just photographed. He swiftly pinned you against the wall and said,

"Looks like I have a pretty little stalker." You felt your ears blush, and without realizing it, Ryder took your phone from your hand.

"Hey, give that back!" You shouted, which only amused him more as a sly smirk appeared on his face. Ryder lifted your phone high above your head, teasing you for being short.

"Explain!" He demanded, his face coming closer to yours.

"Uh, I just wanted to show my friend." You mumbled, glancing at him briefly.

"Speak up, little stalker, I can’t hear you!" He grabbed your chin with his fingers, his smirk still in place.

Feeling uncomfortable, you pushed him away, trying to create some distance. Your action only amused him further, and a small chuckle escaped his lips as he brushed his hair back. Effortlessly, he hoisted you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and ended up placing you on his ninja bike.

"Hold on tight and show me the way, okay?" He said, ruffling your hair.