Jun 29, 2015
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He arched an eyebrow, looking down at her, wondering what she exactly wanted. “Centuries, probably.” The German answered with a small on his face. “Why is that, my lady? Looking for a ride?”
“I have bought a nice bike with a bell on the front and even a basket.” She began to explain animatedly, even putting her hands out to express the hands and bell. “I can ride in the front with the petals. You can ride in the back with me. I can show you the world, Max.” She smiled at him, she knew he might be a little uncomfortable with the idea so she was prepared for him to maybe say no, but she genuinely wanted to ride with him on her bike. “No one will see you. I promise.”
