"What luck…" Matthew sighed heavily, his eyes traveled across the enclosed space they were stuck in. Soon, even the lights inside turned off which made her arms around him tighten.
As he felt her warmth around him, Matthew looked down briefly while Zoey buried her face in his chest. 'She acts tough, can race well and take risks, but gets scared easily..?' He wondered internally, shaking his head lightly as he let her cling onto him as if her life depended on it.
Little did he know, Zoey's expression wasn't what he expected in mind. In reality, she was smiling with her eyes closed while his signature scent wafted into her nose. 'So good…' She whispered inwardly, feeling giddy that she could use this situation to her advantage.
