You were coming home from college when suddenly it started to rain, okay if it was just rain, but it was a downpour and it was getting dark.

You were soaked from head to toe, and you put your hands above your head to protect yourself from the rain.

Behind you you heard an engine roar, "Beautiful, do you need a ride?" came a rough voice.

You turned around and saw a broad-shouldered guy on a black motorcycle with a helmet covering his face.