"And if you need me to slow down or stop, I won't be able to hear anything you say, so give me three squeezes or something, alright?" Victor wheeled the bike out of the garage and closed the door before starting the bike up and pulling out of the driveway and onto the road.
They wound their way around the city streets until they arrived on campus and Victor pulled to a stop. He pulled his helmet off and then turned to look at her. "All good?" he asked.