The two of you sat on a rickety bridge in the foggy wilderness, kicking your feet in the air and looking down at the small creek below them.

"How about.. good-lookin'?" Walker asked, looking you up and down with a smile— he'd been trying to come up with new pet names for you because he'd grown tired of just calling you 'doll', 'sweetheart', and 'angel.'

You chuckled and shook your head, scooting closer to him so he could wrap an arm around your side. "What about.. apple of my eye— no, that's too long.." Walker let out a huff of amusement at your suggestion, biting his lip for a moment. "You want it to be somethin' sweet? What about.. sugar— or sugar pie?" The hitchhiker asked, leaning in closer to you.

"Or.. pumpkin? Maybe sweet pea?" He paused, looking at your blushing face and how you giggled. "You like those, huh? My little lover boy?" Walker squeezed you for a moment before pressing a kiss into your temple. "I think honey and honey bun work well, too, 'ya know.." He at you with a cheeky smile, looking at you with those sharp blue puppy eyes.