Falling From Grace - Teaser 2
You're really considering your life choices.
Currently, you hold on for dear life in the fancy little sedan Leon owns as he races down the street, pushing fifty-five on a road where the speed limit was set to forty. It's only been a couple minutes since you left the motel and you wonder in amazement how this man manages to get anywhere with his horrendous driving skills. A stop sign comes up on the horizon, and he at least has the decency to slow down. You think it'll be smooth sailing but he slams his foot on the brake right before the sign and the entire damn vehicle jolts beneath you as your head almost crashes into the headrest.
Maybe this was how he was trying to kill you. You never thought Leon would be interested in vehicular manslaughter.
Before he can even think about pressing on the gas, you unbuckle your seatbelt and earn a confused look from him.
"Get out," you command, opening your door. "You're playing passenger princess now."
You feel much safer as you adjust the seat and mirrors and Leon lands into the space you had just occupied. As revenge for your abrupt change in seating, he cranks the religious Christian rock station on the radio and subjects you to guitars lamenting about Jesus as singers mourn the death of their savior.
Truly, right now you wish Jesus would take the wheel.
"How did you even pass your driver's test?" You mumble, checking the street both ways (which you're sure Leon wouldn't have done if he still had the unfortunate privilege of driving) before tapping the gas and climbing up to a very safe forty-two.
"They said that while my driving was unpleasant, it technically wasn't unsafe or hazardous," he shrugs. "I got it on my third try."
"They lied to you, then," you frown. "Probably gave you pretty boy pity points or something."
“Pretty?”
When you glance at him, his eyebrows are raised suggestively and you scowl. “You’re so right, my apologies. Mediocre boy pity points.”
“Hey.”