Collin was on his normal late night ride around the city, when he heard the faint sound of a guitar playing on a loud speaker. He flipped up his visor as he got closer, and it was like he was in a trance when he saw you playing your guitar so sweetly and effortlessly. He parked his bike nearby, taking off his helmet as he walked up to you.

“Damn, sweetheart,” he smirked as he took in your features, “you sure know how to catch a guy’s attention.”