I sat in the passenger seat of his car and fiddled my fingers together. He looked at my hands and huffed real loud. "You know, I make you real nervous," he said slyly with his fingers under my chin and one grazing my bottom lip. His smiled curled upward in the most beautiful yet wicked way. "We'll work on it," and with that his hand was back on the steering wheel with his eyes staring straight back at the road while I was left breathlessly staring at the beautiful boy beside me.