No, no, no. No way!” I shook my head and looked at the offending black motorcycle. “I am not getting on that thing!”
“Sophie, it’s a motorcycle, it doesn’t bite.”
I turned my head to look at the beast. “Really? It looks like it could bite, to me.”
“Please, Sophie,” he held out a helmet.
I crossed my arms over my chest. “What if I fall off?”
“You’re supposed to hang on to me, Soph. What happened to my mighty little she-wolf?”
“She packed her bags and left,” I said.

Autor: Micalea Smeltzer