Bad boys and blurred boundaries.

Late-night motorcycle ride around town with Manfriend this past Saturday, before he had to skip town for business this week.




My mother, usually a high-strung woman, gave me her blessing before he stole me away.

"Have fun, and hold on tight!"

And then, I shit you not, she started giggling like a little schoolgirl.

I guess I'm not the only one who feels silly and giddy around him...