Taste of Love - (Gal Gadot)

14 (2/2)

Instead of leaning my head against the window, I kept my head held high, bluntly staring at the man driving me to school. Sven, huh? He wasn't the usual looking chauffeur, but perhaps, I was being superficial as I took what I had seen from my favorite movies, TV shows, and books and brought them to existence, when it was anything but. He wasn't old, or even ugly; he was fairly young, looking to be in his late 20's or early 30's, and had a well groomed beard, I couldn't see much from his eyes as they were covered from his very tinted sunglasses, which made me laugh aloud, which caught his attention.

I cleared my throat, feeling a tiny bit embarrassed, before explaining myself. "I find it odd when I come across someone who's wearing shades whilst in the dark."

That was a bit of an exaggeration, we were in the daylight, but the early morning wasn't filled with the bright burning sun, it was cool, almost looking dull, but somehow I preferred it that way; the windows that surrounded us were tinted, there was no surprise, if Sven would drive Gal around, she would prefer her privacy from preying eyes capturing photos whilst she rode in the car.

"It fits the look." He spoke up, glancing at me through the rear view mirror as he pulled down his glasses just a slight bit which exposed me to his now unbidden blues; his eyes were too beautiful to be covered, but it made sense if he wanted to keep nothing less than a low profile, but it was quite ironic considering if that's what he wore, then all eyes would be on him, indefinitely.

I carelessly pulled myself into the passenger seat from the back, keeping my gaze on him the entire time. Absolutely nothing. No crack, no expression, complete blankness. Which made me roll my eyes in annoyance. I wasn't going to sit here and figure out another puzzle, Gal was already enough for me to unravel but it didn't stop me from asking me lots of questions, hoping he'd answer at least one of them.

"How'd you and Gal meet?"

Baby steps, right? If you wanna ask someone something that may be a little too much or too intense, you start slow, and easy. I was hoping to get to know more of him, considering he was probably with Gal most of the time, which would give me more about her that I never even knew.

No answer from him, though. instead, he picked up his phone, pressing on a single button which activated the speakers surrounding the car. Shortly after, Guilty Conscience by 070 Shake began playing, I couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised with his music taste, not bad, whatsoever. Yet, I didn't want to stay in silence with music playing in the background, I wouldn't be satisfied until I got a little piece of information.

"How long until we arrive? I'm already late."

"6 minutes, probably even less if you'd stay quiet while I drive."

Sassy. I liked that, he had a little bit of fire to him, which made him that much more compelling. Guess I wasn't going to be able to get any information after all, so I gave up, bumping to the song while I raised the volume up and began singing out loud. I didn't have a great voice, and god knows my dancing was awful, but who cares? It was moments like these, where you simply just enjoy yourself, even if people were around, watching and secretly judging.

"You are a hellion." He spoke, his eyes not leaving the road for a second. "Gal told me a lot about you, but I think she may have sugarcoated a lot."

I wasn't offended, in fact, I gained a little bit of respect for him. He was honest; brutally honest, which reminded me a lot about myself, it was a nice trait to have, but it made me curious, for many reasons; how often did she speak about to me to her chauffeur, and what did she say? The nerves began to slowly increase as I began overthinking the worst, but I was undoubtedly reassured by him in that moment.

"She went on and on, but I picked up the main key points. You're stubborn, you're careless, you frankly do not give a damn about the consequences of your actions -" for the first time, he glanced at me, nodding his head in agreement with himself. "That I can see. She also told me that you're deeper than anybody that she knows."