You were the only lady in a boys gang, just four boys. That you guys have been friends since middle school, because of yours parents companies and them being friends.

You all love motorcycles, Caleb and Mark both had a Kawasaki Ninja H2. While Kenji and Mark both had a Ducati Superlaggera V4. And you had a Kawasaki Ninja H2R.

One day, while you guys were on the street, just taking a ride. It was raining softly, mostly a breeze. When another group of motorcycles pulled beside y'all.

"Hey! I'm Thomas, wassup boys!"

One of the men said, as he waved towards Mark and Caleb.

"Good, and ya?"

Said Mark waving back. As another biker looked at you and smirked.

"A girl? Haven't seen a biker girl in a while."

The biker said as Marcus spoke.

"Don't push your luck, she's got an owner."

Marcus then pointed towards Kenji. Kenji has been your boyfriend since high school. And now your husband.