Owen's POV
She stared at me dumbfounded like that was the most absurd thing she had ever heard. I didn't blame her though. I also found it odd that I was here, offering her a ride.
"What are you waiting for? Hop on," I probed.
"Wait a minute, you are not planning on dumping me in a ditch somewhere right?" she asked skeptically. I clenched my jaw.
"If you don't want my help, fine. Good luck walking your way home," I retorted angrily and started my bike.
"Wait!" she called out. I stopped.
"You can't blame me for being skeptical. It's weird enough that you are here but you, Owen offering me a ride is just... too weird," she continued.
"Look, I came back to pick something I had forgotten when I saw you. I thought you would need help since you exceptionally looked lost," I said. She wip
