“Why the hell does my app say you were going 160 down the freeway?” You asked angrily as Keegan walked through the door, taking off his helmet.

“There was no one on the road, baby, it’s not a big deal.” He said, kissing your head then walking to the kitchen.

It’d been a long-time argument since you two started dating that he wasn’t taking his life seriously when riding his motorcycle. Every time he agreed to be safer, he went back to risking his life again a day later. It worried you severely.