I watched the scenery fly by as we drove our way home from our friends' party. We listened to the radio singing horribly along, making us both burst out into a fit of laughter. A new song started to play, she shimmed her shoulders up and down. Not taking her hands off of the steering wheel.
"Are you dancing?" I asked, laughing lightly at her.
"Maybe. Am I a good dancer?"
"You're terrible."
"Rude."
"Watch how it's done."
We sang along to the song, doing some fail dancing while confined to our seats.
"You're not watching babe." I moaned sadly.
"Great dance moves." She said, casting a glance my way.
"Come on." I moaned as the song kept playing.
I sang along, kissing her cheek and slowly moving downwards to place kisses on her neck.
"Babe." She breathed heavily. "Trying to focus on the road."
"You never pay any attention to me." I joked.
"Ya well, trust me. I'll give all my attention to you when we're at home. Right now, I'm kind of driving." She turned and gave me a quick kiss on the lips before focusing back on the road.
I gave a few more kisses on her neck.
"You're going to get us in an accident." She told me.
"Says the girl who was dancing while driving."
She laughed. "Well, at least I don't do my makeup while in traffic."
"Hey, it saves time."
"Also very dangerous."
"Whatever. Guess I'll just never kiss you ever again when we're driving."
She glared at me.
We stopped at a red light, and suddenly she was kissing me full force, holding nothing back. The car behind us honked, we both jumped.
"The light."
"Right." She said, stepping a bit too hard on the gas.
"And you're worried about me being the one to get us in an accident," I said as I was thrown against the seat.
"Shut up." She muttered.
