It was only a five-hour drive from Terra's home in Donelin, and Lia really wanted to see it.
She traded the wish-granting pumpkin porridge for a vibrant red BMW i3, a color she adored.
"Let's give it a try," said Blake, taking out the key and twirling it around his finger.
Lia tried to grab it, but when Blake pulled back his hand, she dove straight into his arms. Lia tried tickling him to make him let go of the keys, but Blake showed no reaction.
"Childish." He disentangled himself, placing the key in her hand before settling into the passenger seat.
Lia, pleased, started the engine, the purr filling her with delight.
With a playful "Hold on tight," she drove out of the estate.
Cruising down Highway 1, she relished the wind in her hair.
Blake, initially concerned about her driving,
