Chapter 70

Athena's POV

There, parked right in front of the main entrance in a spot I couldn't possibly miss, was a motorcycle that sat like a goddess herself.

A pink bike.

My heart leaped with pure joy as I stared at the pink and purple machine that I'd always dreamed of owning. The colors swirled together like cotton candy and sunset, with chrome details that caught the light and made the whole thing sparkle.

How did he know I loved pink and purple? My mouth opened and ...