**Valerie**
At 12:05 pm, we'd just crossed the Brooklyn Bridge, the Manhattan skyline unfolding before us. I turned to glance at Lucas, whose eyes were focused on the road. “Where are we going?” I asked, intrigued.
He smirked, his eyes still glued to his front. “Again, patience is a virtue, milady.”
“Just so you know, I know a bit of karate in case you're planning to kidnap me,” I joked.
“Interesting,” he hummed. “But if that were the case, your skills would be useless against a black belt-er.”
I huffed loudly, and he laughed, even though I was somewhat impressed by the fact that he's damn good at everything.
Leaning back against my chair, I allowed my eyes to roam the bustling streets of New York as I watched the scenery go by.
After a few more minutes of driving, we arrived at a
