Maybe it was in the air.. Riding down dirt roads and taking curves too fast with his arm around my shoulders and the music rattling around. Sam's head was bent, trying to look at the stars and the moon and probably trying to ignore us while we sang along to the radio. I'm not much for talking so I just mouthed the words and lied my head on his shoulder and stroked his thigh while he sang in my ear. We were late for something, riding in the country and taking the long way to my house but it didn't matter much because everything was just perfect in that minute. In those moments I was so fucking okay that I wanted to cry and sleep with him still beside me. Maybe it was because I forgot my medication.. The fact that he made me so complete should have frightened me...but it only made me smile when he stroked my cheek and called me sweetheart and kissed me twice before I left. When I walked in the house and his truck rumbled away I could still hear the radio crackling a song out and I felt so right.