Never Too Soon

Wednesday Brunch

POV: Harper

"Alright, don't do anything stupid. The doctor says you're still hurt till Monday, so be careful." My dad gave me a hug after my Nan and Gramps did.

"I'm not going to do anything stupid." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, here. Take this one." My dad fished out his wallet and handed me one of his many credit cards.

"Aye, no no. I've got it. This trip is on me." Lauren stopped me from taking the card from my dad.

"I can't let you pay for all of her stuff." My dad gave Lauren his lawyer look, but it didn't phase her the slightest bit.

"Harper, take this one in case we get separated for some reason or you want to go get food with Darius or something." Lauren handed me one of her golden cards from her wallet. "Frank, that card alone has over seven figures on it. I will take care of her."

"I- Okay... just he careful you two, especially you Harper. I swear you could trip and break ten bones." My dad rolled his eyes before hugging me again. "Go have fun. I love you. I'll watch you walk from my office. I paid extra to watch you walk live, so don't mess up."

"Gee thanks, no pressure there." I flicked his forehead before walking out the door with my small back pack full of only basics while sliding the card Lauren gave me into my wallet.

Lauren rushed to my side and made sure to get to my door before she did.

"Thanks, but you really don't have to do that." I giggled and slid into the car after setting my bag at my feet.

"I know, but I like to." Lauren responded while sliding into her seat.

"What if I mess up?" I looked over at her.

"You won't, but if the slim chance were to occur, it wouldn't be a big deal. What would you do? Slip? Pose for the wrong amount of time? Sneeze? Like, there literally isn't anything you can do that some of my veteran models haven't done themselves. Accidents happen." Lauren gave my knee a reassuring squeeze before pulling out of my driveway.

"Someone sneezed?" I asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yup, one of my male models sneezed, and to make it worse, he didn't cover it because he wanted to stay in form. If you have to sneeze, I don't care where you are. Cover your damn nose." Lauren rolled her eyes. "I cringed the whole time he walked after that."

I giggled and leaned my head against the head rest.

"We're going to have fun. Darius wouldn't let it be any other way now that he has began to corrupt you."

"No, he is adding spice." I corrected her using Darius's words.

"Right." Lauren chuckled and showed off her car's acceleration when some dickhead kid tried to cut her off in his truck. "Do you know what we call guys who drive trucks like that?"

"No?" I furrowed my eyebrows and looked over at her.

"Overcompensaters. Big truck, little dick." Lauren smirked as I threw my head back and laughed.

She swerved in and out of traffic just to make a point on the way to the airport.

"Darius and Max took it upon themselves to get food, so we just have to meet them on the plane." Lauren glanced over at me. "How would you feel about me going faster?"

"Will you get pulled over?" I quirked a brow and glanced at her speedometer to see her already going ten over.

"If I do, I pay the officer a couple hundred dollars cash and off I go. It's only happened three times." She shrugged. "So, would it be okay if I went faster? I don't want to make you feel unsafe."