*Melina*
It is saturday morning and I am getting ready to go to the airport to pick up my mom. Asher is going to wait at my place for us to come back. He looks at me. “Well I insist that you do darling”.
“But I am not sure I can even handle that thing.. doesn’t it have like a shitload of horsepower ?” I am fretting because Asher wants me to take his Nissan sports car to the airport.
He shrugs. “It’s not that bad.. just keep your foot light on the accelerator.. you won’t really feel the speed before you hit around 125 mph”.
"You are not telling me you have been going 125 mph in it ? What the f**k, are you trying to kill yourself and everyone getting in your way ?" Yup I am so glaring at him right now.
He is biting his lips, looking everywhere but my eyes. "It was on a closed trac
