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***Author's Message: This chapter was written while listening to the playlist that is mentioned playing in Peter's car. I often write to music, and sometimes it does influence my writing. In this case, it did become part of the story and offered a direction for the plot. Feel free to play the songs as you read, or even just have the video play in the media section. It will add to the experience.

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Official Playlist:

Taylor Swift  “Shake It Off”

Pharrell Williams “Happy”

Michael Franti “I’m Alive”

Chapter 8

Julie’s POV

The highway whizzed by with Taylor Swift blasting from the stereo.  I was shaking around dancing. The wine was affecting my dance moves in the passenger seat. I slipped around on the leather, bouncing up and down waving my hands to the beat. I saw Peter smirking.

“You got to get into the beat Peter.”

“That’s all right. I’m enjoying what your doing.” His smirk erupted into a gorgeous smile which stopped my bouncing.

“What’s funny?” I tried not to pout with my question, but I’d had three glasses of wine. I was feeling very relaxed.

“You are.”

“It’s hard to twerk in a passenger seat. I’m having to improvise.” I got back into the beat as the song hit the bridge. The road continued to fly by as I got to my final move. The song ended with me in a dramatic pose, hangs up and hair swinging to hit the window of the car.

The opening beats of the next song started making me break into a feet stomping revival of previous moves. “God, this makes me want to do all of my happy dance poses.” I broke into some clapping and head swings to match the rhythm of “The Happy Song”. At the chorus, I let loose with my favorite move, miming a square.

“Don’t forget to make sure you don’t hit me Julie. I’d hate to run off the road at 80 mph.”

“We’re going that fast. I can’t even tell.” Thing was, I could see he was tapping his fingers on the steering wheel to the beat.

That’s when the whistling started to the Michael Franti song. My dancing changed to a serenade of whistling to the song. I kept up pretty well, rockin’ out to the rap section of the song. Peter joined in the whistling with the next chorus.

“Now you’ve got it.” I gave him a small punch to the shoulder. Boy, I think I was officially drunk. I just hit my boss.

Lucky for me, he broke into laughter. “It’s a good thing I’m driving, or you’d be in trouble with my dance moves.”

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