"All my bitches got real hair chillin' with top down like aaaayoooo!" Nate and I sung out loud.
"That pussy's my lobby." Nate turned his face to me and winked.
"Very funny, Maloley."
"What? Do you want someone else's pussy to be the lobby?" He teased.
This was going to be a long ride.
"You're disgusting!" I yelled, making sure he heard me.
"You love it!" He smiled, making his dimples show. Nate turned down the volume. "So, I have a question."
"And that question is?"
"Porsche or BMW?"
"Porsche! What the hell is that question? It shouldn't even be a damn question, you stupid." I was obsessed with cars I could never afford.
"Really? But a BMW is fucking rad, babe."
"Oh, then you haven't seen a damn Porsche, Nathan."
"BMW over expensive ass cars, baby girl."
"So a BMW isn't expensive?" I asked widening my eyes.
"Well, the price is acceptable, the price of a Porsche is even worse. If I want to buy you a nice car in the future, it should be realistic!"
"Wait what?"
"Nothing." He quickly covered up.
"You are not going to buy me a fucking car! Never!"
"What? Trying to be a sweet boyfriend!" He chuckled.
"I don't fucking care! You are not buying me an expensive car!" I said while playfully slapping him.
"Alright, alright." He gave in while smiling. "What about a Lexus?" He softly mumbled. I shook my head.
