Tia Roberts. 22, natural sunshine moving to a new place for her work. Not sure what Houston has to offer, but she's ready for it all. Alexander Wright. 25, far from your average Joe. He's the leader of a "motorcycle club" and a natural born trouble maker. She's a traveling nurse. He's the leader of The Ghost Riders, a motorcycle-and other things- group. What happens when Tia goes for a late night ride- trying out her new bike and runs into them? ... "Ha, you're so funny." I say sarcastically, still trying to get my bike started. "I'm new to this. So no, I'm not the best rider." I say trying to defend myself. "What about other things, how well are you at riding other things?" He ask, a grin plastered on his face. "Other things-" I pause, realizing what he meant. "Xander!" I gasp, my bike finally starts and he lets out a deep chuckle. "That's so not funny." "Watching your reaction? Totally is. You're like a little nun. Innocent, oblivious No way you've ..." he pauses silently asking his question. "I have, once. And my experience wasn't that good." I say honestly. I lost my virginity in college. It was to my highschool sweetheart. 2 words, two minutes. The worst 2 minutes of my life. If I could take it back, I would. I look at Xander who is clearly holding a laugh. "It would've been better if it was with me shortcake." He says, looking scarily serious. "Don't say things like that Xander." I look away, trying to brush off his last comment. "Why not? I'm afraid I'm serious." He leans back on his bike, manspreading before speaking again. "I won't quit on this Shortcake, I hope you know that." "Goodluck biker boy."