Blake's Pov
For the time being, I take a steady breath in and exhale.
The distance rattling of a metal gate brings the start of our plans. I subtly step on the acceleration when the truck in front of me moves into motion and stop when they do as well.
We're formed in a beeline. Just a couple of steps ahead, someone's checking for identification.
I grip the steering wheel tight and take a brief glance at the side mirror. Christian's knowing eyes meet mine only for a second before the vehicle comes to move again.
I take notice of the scintillating sun, and the wonders the invisible fairies had done to the sky. Spraying it with strawberry jam with a hint of blueberry too.
Like paintballs, they had thrown millions of orange egg yolks to create this marvelous beauty which compels me
