A Silhouette of Love
I added.
Lucien opened his mouth, but said nothing. He took a step forward.
Suddenly, Rowan grabbed my hand and pulled me onto his motorcycle without a word.
I half-jokingly asked, "Rowan, when did you start liking me? Don't tell me it was just a whim."
"It wasn't," he replied. "It's the kind of love that I knew, from the start, I'd spend my life protecting you."
I looked at his wind-swept hair, wrapped my arms gently around his waist, and whispered, "Okay. Let's ride together—across this vast land, and see all the beauty the world has to offer."