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As you sat next to Ardeth in the car, it took nearly all your willpower not to stare at him the entire ride.
His attention was focused straight, almost excessively so, leaving him wide open for your eyes.
And in your (frequent) glances, you reverently soaked in the intricate details of the chieftain next to you.
The taut lines of this throat.
The rough rise and fall of is chest.
The defined veins of his hands as they clutched the fabric draped over his veins.
By the gods, get a hold of yourself...
Suddenly, Jonathan made a sharp turn and hit a bump, knocking you into Ardeth's lap.
Glowing with embarrassment, you looked up to see him staring down at you, something indiscernible behind his eyes.
"I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying attention," you sheepishly apologized, quickly moving back to your seat.
"No, no. It is...alright," Ardeth assured, stumbling slightly.
He was trying to calm his heart, which was sent into frenzy the moment you landed on top of him.
You weren't the only one refraining yourself from ogling the person next to you.
Loud groaning interrupted your conversation, the two of you turning ahead to see a horde of slaves marching towards you.
Jonathan pulled the car to a skirting stop, but Rick slammed his foot on top of his and floored the gas pedal.
The car drove full force into the swarm and hit each and every person one by one, some hanging onto the windows and trying to grab people out of the car.
You and Ardeth stood up without missing a beat, going back to back as you began fighting them off.
Glancing behind himself, he watched you elbow check one of the men, slamming the heel of your palm up his nose and sending him crashing to the ground.
A glimmer of pride flickered in his chest.
"You have great form!" He complimented, punching a man in the face, having to shout over the henchmen's moans and the rev of the engine.
Your stomach fluttered. "I could say the same to you!" You smiled, kicking away one coming from the right.
Just as you were about to punch a different one, two of the slaves grabbed you by your arms, nearly yanking you out the car.
"Ardeth!" You squealed, dropping to your knees so your hips could prevent you from further going out.
Turning around, his eyes went wide at the sight, and he was quick to grab you by your thighs and pull you back into the car, hard.
