Smiling to himself, he shook his head at her awkwardness. Yet, he recalled with some degree of lust, the feel of her body as she’d slid down his. She was one big accident waiting to happen. He wondered how on earth she’d come this far in life without serious injury. For all he knew, maybe she hadn’t. Before she got too far down the sidewalk, three teenagers sidled up next to her, clearly a little too close for Millie’s comfort. And his. “Hey, Mousey Millie. What’s up? Got a hot date tonight?” the apparent leader asked, causing the others to laugh. Millie put her head down and kept walking. Ah, hell. Nothing he hated more than bullies. He pushed off his bike and stepped out of the shadows. “As a matter of fact, she does. With me.” The three thugs looked up with a start, as did Millie. Ian approached them, noting the smart-ass grins on their faces.
