I insisted Keith to go first but he just laughs and refuses.

"Do you really think I'm going to leave you here alone?" He asks incredulously as he gets the equipment out. It seems simple enough once he installs it. Just sit in the seat looking contraption and let gravity do the rest. Right. Knowing me, I would probably find a way to mess it up.

"You don't think I can handle this?" I challenge mustering all the bravado that I lack.

"You can. It's just that I want to be sure you put everything together correctly." He rechecks all the parts to it and casts a worried look my direction. "Are you sure you want to do this? We can always-"

"I'm sure." I nod and try to ignore the way the platform sways as I walk towards him.

"Okay. Stand on the chair." I do as I'm told and fasten the harness as he instructs. He checks that I've done it correctly and stands back.

"At the end, the line will automatically slow. The only thing you have to do is unfasten the harness and jump off; it's only five feet from the ground. You ready?"

I look down the path of the zip-line and besides the fear and anxiety, there is something else I feel.

Excitement.

"Yeah." This time, the smile I give him is not forced. I step off of the chair and begin to move. It's a real effort not to look down but when I do, I'm going too fast to feel anything besides fear and excitement. The roar of the wind drowns the beating of my heart and for one awesome moment, I feel as if I am the wind.

The line slows down and as I catch my breath, I can't help but grin. When it stops, I unbuckle the harness and drop to the ground. I remember Keith's instruction and move out of the way; getting closer, I can hear his line approaching.

He slows to a stop and takes off his harness with practiced ease. As soon as he's on the ground, I move towards him.

"That was amazing!" I yell as I wrap my arms around him. "Thank you! Did you see that? I can't believe I did it!" I let go and laugh.

"I never doubted you." He replies proudly. "How did you feel?"

"As if I flew with the wind." I admit. "That sounds cheesy."

He shakes his head and smirks then he get serious and looks at me. There's a tender look that crosses his face and then it's gone leaving me to wonder what he thought about.

"We'd better get going. The parking lot's this way." I follow him as we make out way through the forest. Something about the night makes us talk in hushed tones as if we don't want to disturb the natural sounds. We finally reach the parking lot; there are only a couple cars left.

"Hey, what do you want to do for psych's naturalistic observation?" I ask as we reach his motorcycle.

"Caffe? I know this place that is hidden in the old part of town . The shop's a little run-down but the coffee is to die for. I'll pick you up tomorrow, say...around five?"

"Sure. It's a date then."My face grows hot. "No, umm. Not a date date. Just a meeting. Like an appointment." I rub my hand though my hair embarrassed. "Great now it just sounds like a dentist's appointment. Can you just forget everything I said this past minute?"

Keith laughs and tosses me the helmet. "It's a date then."