"I drove you down the boulevard
That's where you took my heart
And you gave me yours instead"
"Shawn…" Juliet's voice was laced with caution. "How fast are we going? Shawn!"
He laughed as he took a right onto the boulevard.
"Just trust me, Jules."
"Shawn!" This time it was a squeak as he sped up suddenly and she squeezed his waist tightly.
Slowly, he felt her right arm leave his waist. After a minute, his bike going well over the speed limit, he heard her.
"Woohoo!"
He glanced back quickly. Her helmet was off, her head thrown back, the wind whipping through her hair. And she had a grin on her face that literally spread from one ear to the other. Shawn saw the flash out of the corner of his eye and knew he would be framing this later.
"I…I love—" He was shouting, trying to be heard over the wind, but he wasn't quite loud enough.
"Come again?" Her voice was just as strained as hers was.
"Jules…I love—"
"Shawn…I can't…"
"Son of a…" he mumbled. As quickly as was safe, he slowed to a stop and pulled over.
"Jules, I—"
When he turned to look into her eyes, her gaze was so hopeful, and he knew…she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. The small smile that had replaced her grin told him what she was offering and what she wanted in return.
She might not have known it, but he knew she already had it.
"I…I love your hair like that, Jules, but you might wanna put your helmet back on."