Malachi thought it sweet the way Colby looked to the ground and played with her hair, as she talked to him. This was no rowdy party girl; she was a sophomore with brothers who cared about her and watched over her. He tucked her skateboard under his arm, Probably a virgin too, he figured.

“Si, es verdad!”, he chuckled, “The espanol always comes in handy.” Hooking his arm loosely around Colby’s back, Malachi started walking her slowly towards the parking area. “Hope you like the Harley…”, he chatted, “…you’re gonna have to hold on real tight now, okay?”

When they reached the motorcycle, Mal placed the small helmet on Colby’s head and fastened the chin strap for her, “Need help climbing on, angel?”