<span style="font-style: italic">“Well as soon as we get done I have to go to the office and meet Mr. Lawrence so we can sign the papers. You can either come with me to the office, or I can drop you back off at the dealer and we can meet up later.”</span><br/><br/>While the second option sounded fair, the excitement to have his own car. The suspense was killing him something fierce. The very way he gazed upon the beauty... He knew he wanted that car and under some circumstances, he might have justified fighting for it.<br/><br/>Rimi leaned in closer, planting a kiss on Max's neck, leering at him with tease in his eyes. "I would love to, but I'm itching to get my new car... After all, you saw how I gazed upon her... You saw the huge smile on my face. How about you drop me off at the dealers... Then while you're settling business... You can come home to a delicious dinner... And perhaps we can break in my new car... You might say that I don't want this might be one surprise I don't want ruined. Everything has to be nearly perfect. Or perhaps completely perfect."