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I’ve heard it’s great. Lots of kissing and cuddling, and the whole “my lover is my best friend!” deal sounds right up my alley. Only problem is the guy I want to fall in love with is 100 percent bad boy, and I’m a goody-two-shoes with her daddy’s Amex. Luckily, I’ve got a tattooed motorcycle-riding slacker co-worker willing to teach me all about being bad. My instincts say the whole deal will be nothing but trouble, but my heart says it’s time to fall and fall hard.

There are about a thousand things that can go wrong on a trip like this and that's only counting the motorcycle. If you don't have a tire blow or a fuse pop, you still have to worry about getting run over by a semi-truck or beaten to death by some random act of violence. And yet, if you have to get run over by a semi-truck or die of multiple skull fractures, what better way to go? To die a free man, with my motorcycle, carrying only the things a man really needs.