We stepped outside of Antonio’s, onto the concrete platform. The valet pulled curbside in a black ‘67 Chevy Camaro. My jaw dropped, the car roared and the engine purred coming to a stop in front of us. This car was almost as beautiful as he was. I felt his eyes on me, I looked up seeing him look amused at my reaction. “Do you like it?” he asked while opening the passenger door for me. I slid inside, feeling the engine vibrate beneath my legs.
He walked around to his side of the car, ignoring the valet altogether. He immediately peeled away from the curb, leaving a cloud of smoke and burning rubber in our wake. My heart raced. This man pushed every single one of my buttons and had barely touched me. My chest heaved, and I breathed through the rush of adrenaline. I felt his eyes burning int
