Keith was frozen in place, his heart racing, and any vein or artery close to the surface made that perfectly clear. It only got worse when she moved his hands to her hips. But one thing Keith had was self control and discipline, lucky enough for him, though he wasn't sure how to feel about being used to drop another mans ego. He couldn't take his eyes of her face, it was as if he were hypnotized by her. The thought that he was hypnotized by her looks made his heart rate soar to the point that people near them could hear his colossal heart pounding, yet, he had no desire for it to end. He was totally perplexed. On the verge of cardiac failure due to intimate contact with a gorgeous woman who he barely knew, but was sure hated him, only to piss off another guy and take his ego down, he had no desire for the moment to end. It was almost funny to him.<br/><br/>He heard the angry footsteps of what he only assumed to be the hoodie guy walking to another car, which would mean the moment would end and Zebel would have a free seat to move to so she would actually have room to be comfortable. Then he realized that he didn't have all the self control he thought he did, he had a raging hard on trying to rip out of his pants.<br/><br/>"Just great, you asshole" He thought to himself once he realized what was happening, and seeing as Zebel was straddling him, she positivly knew what was happening "She told you not to get ideas, why did you get idea?! Jeezus, man, what the hell were you thinking?!" He basically yelled at himself in his head