Helena nodded and started the engine, revving it a couple times to get him used to the feeling of the rumble before kicking it up and racing through the streets, navigating through the tight alleyways and taking shortcuts that were extremely illegal before reaching a motel and parking in a space. She shut off the motor and put down the kickstand, shifting a bit so that she was facing Cisco with his arms still around her waist and slowly lifted the helmet up from his face with a smirk. She really wanted to see his expression after all of that.
As the woman pulled the helmet off his head, Cisco could tell he had some major helmet hair. His eyes were wide, and his jaw was clenched. “That was quite the first motorcycle ride.”
Cisco backup 