8
The Tour Bus
It was official.Tatiana Swanson’s brain was mush. She could barely focus on the amazing car she was maneuvering through the streets of Chicago.
“…I like long hair…”
She turned onto the interstate as instructed by the GPS.
“…I’ve always been very partial to blondes.”
She shifted gears and increased her speed, pressing her foot down on the accelerator and being thrown back in her seat as she did.
“Shit. Too rough.”
“You definitely don’t want to be too rough, that’s for sure,” Hayden chuckled in the seat next to her.
Tatiana flushed with heat, but she couldn’t look over at him.
Too rough? Good choice of words, Tatiana. Definitely add some sexual innuendo to this car ride.
She eased the throttle, and the car’s speed reduced below the speed limit.
“…I’ve always been very partial to blondes.”
Tatiana desperately wanted to get his words out of her head, so she needed to make some kind of conversation with him.
“It’s hard to resist the temptation to let loose,” she told him.
“I won’t lie; it’s nice seeing someone drive this car for the first time. I’ve kind of gotten used to it. Every now and again, my brain will have a what-the-fuck moment about driving a Lamborghini, but mostly it’s just my car.”
“Does she have a name?” Tatiana glanced over at him, and he’d turned bright red. “Come on, it can’t be that bad.”
“Rainbow Dash,” he admitted.
Tatiana laughed. “Okay…why?”
“My niece was going through a big My Little Pony phase when I got the car, and she said that it was fast, like Rainbow Dash. The name kind of stuck.”
“That’s probably the cutest thing I’ve ever heard. You let your niece name your Lamborghini,” Tatiana said.
Ever seen the heart-eyes emoji? That’s your face right now.
In her defense, it was adorable. Really, it was Hayden’s fault she couldn’t keep her shit together. The more he revealed about himself, the more she saw that he was basically the most perfect man she’d ever met.
Gorgeous? Check.
Smart? Check.
Funny? Check.
Considerate? Check.
Good friend? Check.
Cares about his family? Check.
Has a boyfriend? Check.