“Hey,” Benjamin waved his hand before Rebecca. Only then she started blinking. “Are you fine?”

“Y-Yeah, I”m fine,” Rebecca picked up the glass and sipped on the spicy lemonade. Her eyes, however, stole glances at him. He looked ten times more manly and cooler in this jacket and jeans. The helmet was resting on his thigh. He was spinning the keys around his forefinger and looked completely comfortable and lively. The only thing she didn’t like was his beard. It was eating away most of his looks.