“Do we have time?”
Cristian checked the onboard computer display and gave a curt nod. “Yeah, plenty. I’d planned for a lot more traffic before we reached Ploiești.”
“So we have like, what, thirty minutes to spare? We could grab some fast food, I guess.”
Cristian chuckled, and the sound did strange things to me. Things that weren’t normal around someone who couldn’t stand the sight of me. f**k my brain for how it worked. And my d**k for being none the wiser.
“More like a couple of hours.”
I blinked a few times and turned to face him fully. “You miscalculated by two hours?”
Cristian shrugged and gave me a shy smile. Shy sure looked good on him, which wasn’t helping my brain or d**k at all. “Prahova Valley traffic. It can take you an hour, two, or even more to drive through the mountain
