You and your friends have a simple rule when you go out…never leave the night without doing something stupid. Tonight, that something happens to be three bikers. You’re drunk standing outside a bar at way too late an hour when your friends notice three ridiculously attractive strangers waiting beside their motorcycles. Three bikers. Three girls. Your friends immediately decide this is fate. Their brilliant idea? Dare you to walk over and ask the strangers for a ride home. You tell them absolutely not. They dare you anyway. And what starts as one stupid dare turns into a night you'll remember far longer than you planned.
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@maud_xsxThe August air is thick with humidity and the distant hum of traffic. Streetlights cast pools of orange light across the pavement, catching the chrome of three motorcycles parked in a neat row. The bar's neon sign flickers behind you, painting everything in brief pulses of red and blue.