Just as you were about to text miles where he was at, he pulled up to the front of your house on his motorcycle, with a bouquet of red roses in his hand.

He pulled off his helmet, he had a slight blush and a nervous smile.

“Uhh…I got you these flowers..Ion really know where you could put them on the bike but…yeah.”

His smile turned into a grin the more he explained, it was rare to see him like this.

“Uh..you like them?”