Cutting through the cars, most of Xavier's focus was now on the road. As much as he liked looking at Aubrey, at the same time, he didn't want to get them killed. They were doing about 112 now, and Xavier wondered where the cops were. Maybe they were off, or maybe he was just getting lucky. Either way, he was thankful. Nothing would have killed the rush he was getting more than being pulled over. Then, in the corner of his eye, he saw it.<br/><br/>Toes, wiggling innocently on his dash. Usually, Xavier would've been pissed, but he knew what those slender feet were attatched to: Aubrey's long, olive-skinned legs; Xavier's favorite. He knew he would be taking a huge risk, but the Latino just had to look. His attention drifted in a smooth motion from the road, to Aubrey's legs, to her seductive face, holding for a brief moment to let the darkness of their eyes mix together, before finally returning to the road. However, maybe he lingered too long as Xavier noticed a truck suddenly in front of them<br/><br/>As fast as Xavier could, he slowed down, turning the car to the right into the exit lane to avoid crashing. Luckily, the lane was empty, and was also the same lane that they need to get off on. The car stopped at a red light, and Xavier leaned over the steering wheel, breathing heavily as he processed what had just occured, his heart pounding in his chest. "Oh, shit... The best of them might've just died if you rode with them. You're eyes are either a good luck charm or a curse..." Xavier looked up, noticing the light was now now green. The car moved forward, parking spots for the pier just up ahead.