Dove
I didn't really know how to act in the truck with Benecio as if it was my first time. He sat at the front passenger seat whilst I was sat at the back. Constantly I would catch Bucky's eyes as he would steal quick moments to look at me from the rear view mirror.
Normally our drives would have been a lot different. Me singing to music with my terrible voice. He finding it far too entertaining as he held my hand, sometimes resting his hand on my thigh. I would lean over to press kisses against his cheek and when we were at a red light he would give me a kiss.
Now I was just a friend and assistant. That was where my role lied and I had to be patient and kind. He and Benecio kept the conversation going as they switched to Spanish for me. Sometimes we all got tired of speaking English to begin with.
