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the thrill was insane as she waited for him to speed away, sending them flying down the street at a speed gwen couldn’t even fathom. it only took a moment before they were off, allowing a loud giggle to fall from her lips. her seat belt was an after thought as she turned in her seat, no headlights trailing them. they’d lost them. “no, baby, we’re good.” she settles back in her seat and let’s another loud laugh fall from her lips, putting her hands on his face. “oh, god, you’re so good,” she utters before capturing his lips in a kiss once more, looking at him with nothing but pure, unadulterated admiration. “got your baby her tesla and out ran the fuckers who own the car. god, i fucking love you.”
there were three things in the world that he loved the most: cars, going fast and gwen hale. the fact that he could combine all three things in one fatal swoop his night. it wasn’t long before they were out of the neighborhood and speeding on the highway. his head glanced back to confirm her statement before finally slowing down (but not by much). “thank fuck,” he laughs. “we probably need to keep going. those pussies are probably gonna call the cops on us.” donovan rolled his eyes at the thought of having to outrun the cops--- a feat he has done before and is willing to do again if he had to. his eyes are glazed over with lusy when he looks over at his girlfriend. “i’m nothin’ with you, duchess.” he teases before reaching over to squeeze her thigh. “i love you too, baby. it’s you and me.” donovan beamed, staring her down before focusing on the road again.
