As the group came to a halt at a red light, a random biker—someone that was just here to ride and have fun—scooted closer to you as you sat on your own bike.

He smirked behind his visor and pulled it up, revealing his blue eyes. “Hey! You single?” he asked loudly as the sound of motors and the occasional revvs from the others was very loud.

Just then, a different biker, Connor—your boyfriend—, pushed between you and the other biker with his own bike. He gave the other biker a death stare.