As soon as she got in the car, Victoria Gibson climbed out of his embrace and reached for the shopping bag.
"What are you doing?" Chad Yakov quickly grabbed her wrist, noticing that indeed, she held the set he just bought.
"Victoria, turns out you're quite eager."
"..." Listening to his teasing words, Victoria knew he was teasing her on purpose, yet she couldn't help but blush, her heartbeat accelerating.
With a flip of her wrist, she broke free from his hold and leaned against the car window.
The car window rolled down, and as she raised her hand, the small box in her hand drew a parabolic arc in mid-air and accurately landed in the roadside trash bin.
Victoria clapped her hands, finally feeling a sense of relief!
"You threw away my stuff." Chad's ominous voice came from behind her.
Victoria's nerves stiffened, and she remembered they were still in the same car.
