-Anya’s POV-
Damon got into the driver’s seat, and I was confused why we were taking this car when it was only a two-seater. Blake quickly answered my question when he sat in the passenger seat with me in his lap. “You can’t be serious?!” I practically screamed at the twins.
They both looked at me with wide eyes, clearly confused by my outburst. “You can’t drive with me in your lap! It’s illegal!”
Their laughter filled the car and Blake quickly shut the passenger door. “Little Luna, no one is going to pull us over for having you on my lap. Trust me on this.”
I looked at him with a confused expression and didn’t understand what he meant. I figured it wasn’t worth arguing about, so I settled into his lap and got comfortable. His grin of triumph made me giggle and his grip tightened
