Pete averted his eyes with the way the two lunged at each other like hungry predators. He had regretted agreeing to drive these two crazies who were eating each other's mouths at the passenger seat.
He thought they would stay in the backseat, only when he was already sitting in the driver's seat that he realized Nate's damn sports car had no backseat. The two were getting things going in the passenger seat, pushed backward for some legroom.
He heaved a deep sigh and kept his eyes on the road. It was already past three in the morning, there was no traffic and his car was a beast that could easily go two hundred. They arrived at the address that Nate was able to spit out before Matilda straddled him like a freaking horse.
"Hey, cowboy, take it easy," Matilda purred when Pete stopped the car in a screeching halt in front of a famous residential skyscraper in the city.
"Have a great night, you two."
