Beckett’s heart thrummed in sync with the roar of his bike as he sped through the night, the city lights a blur around him. The wind whipped past, but all he could focus on was her text—"Come over." It was simple, but with her, it always meant more. Their relationship was a rollercoaster, but tonight, the excitement outweighed the uncertainty. He leaned into the turn, grinning as he imagined her waiting on the other side of the door.