It was dark out. The only lights were some street lamps, dimly lighting the area.

“Keep up!” Miles calls from infront of you… you pedal faster. He picks up the speed effortlessly.

’Slow downnnn-‘ You say, panting, trying to catch your breath.

You two have been biking all around the ctiy for an hour and a half, not stopping at all. Miles slows down a bit, letting you catch up… He rides shirtless, muscles flexing with every movement.

“How you doin, ma?”