Page 136 of Haze of Obedience
We play for hours while driving through the mountains, and when it's dark, we've made it to the Guatemalan/Mexican border.
"I win!" I shout.
"No way!"
"Yep! 289 to 293."
"I want a rematch."
I pat his cheek. "You did good."
He stops the car and leans over. "Normally, I'd be upset about losing, but somehow I get the feeling that I'm going to enjoy my punishment."
Flutters take off, but I jump when there's a knock on the window.
Dirk rolls it a few inches and says in Spanish, "Mary 1562," then slips a wad of cash out the window.
The man motions for us to drive through the gate, and we cross into another dense area, similar to the previous night.
“Welcome to Mexico,” Dirk says in Spanish.
I reply back, “Home sweet home. Are we staying here?"
"We probably should call it a night. There's another long day of traveling tomorrow."
"I'm sorry it's all on you."
"What do you mean?"
"The driving," I say.
He shrugs. "I don't mind it."
"Maybe you can teach me someday."
He arches his eyebrows. "You don't know how to drive?"
"No. I'm a diva, remember?"
"Cute. But are you serious?"
"Yes. I lived in Mexico City and didn't see the reason to have a car. I didn't have the money either. Then when I got signed, my manager always took care of my transportation."
He pulls into a cleared spot and parks. "Tomorrow, first thing, I'll show you how to drive."
"It doesn't have to be tomorrow."
"Yes, it does. You can learn here since it's secluded. It won't take long to teach you. It's easy, but you should know just in case you ever are in a situation where you need to drive."
If I'm ever in a situation...
My gut drops.
He traces my lips with his thumb. "I'm older than you, so chances are you'll have to drive me around to doctor appointments someday."
"I'd hire a driver, so I can sit in the back seat with you and hold your hand."
He grins and takes my hand then kisses it.
