Beth wrapped her arms around Daryl's waist as they took off down the dirt road from the house. She laid her head on his back to block her face from the dust and she felt Daryl gently rub her hand with his and then place it back on the handlebar. She smiled as she thought about waking up that morning. She worried when she saw he was not in bed, a pit forming in her stomach thinking that maybe he had gone without her. But then she looked on the pillow beside her and found a hand written note from him. It really was more than a note, it was the words to "Without You" by Motley Crue. She knew the song really well because Maggie used to sing it over and over. Tears welled up in her eyes as she read the words, realizing that he wrote all of them down just for her to read. That this was his version of a love note, or a poem. His way of telling her how he felt. She knew he was a man of few words, so this meant more to her than anything else he could give her. She had held it close to her heart for a few seconds, just breathing in the realization of Daryl. She then jumped up, folded the letter carefully, and placed it in the zippered front pocket of her backpack with her mother's necklace and took off to get ready. When she walked out the front porch that morning, she saw Daryl talking to Michonne and Rick by the bike. He looked up at her when he heard the door shut and she smiled at him brightly. She didn't want to make a big deal about the letter in front of everybody else, because she knew how embarrassed he would be. He simply smiled back at her, words not needed.
Beth lifted her head up off of Daryl's back as the pavement road broke her out of her thoughts. She loved the feel of the bike and of the wind blowing. But the greatest thing was being that close to Daryl. She wrapped her arms around him tighter, pressing her chest into his back. She felt him groan at her movement and she kissed the side of his neck softly, then laid her head back on his back, right on top of his angel wings. She lifted her head back up when she felt the bike slow down.
"What's wrong?" she asked as he came to a stop. He turned around from his seat and placed his hand behind her head, wrapping his fingers in her hair. He pulled her lips to his and kissed her with a fire. Beth clenched his leather vest in her hands as she tried pulling him closer to her. Her tongue exploring his mouth. As they pulled apart, they looked at each other breathlessly.
"What was that for?" she asked with a smile.
"I have wanted to do that since I saw you walk out of the door this morning. Have I ever told you how hot you look in my poncho?" he asked as he turned back around.
"Not as hot as you in it...and thank you for the note" she said in his ear. He placed his hand back on hers for a second, then they both heard the moans over the roar of the motorcycle.
"Let's roll" he said as Beth wrapped her arms back around him and they took off, just out of reach of the walkers.