Letting Loose

"I barely see your driver, driving you around, it seems you prefer to drive yourself?"

Sophia asked Tunde as they got into one of his expensive cars, and drove down to a club.

"I actually prefer driving myself like you rightly said. I love cars so much, that's why I have so many of them. So if my driver is always driving me around, then, that means I don't get to feel the pleasure of driving the cars myself, he gets to"

"So you derive some sort of pleasure from driving your cars?"

"Yeah, there is this pleasure that comes from being behind the steering wheel"

"You are weird" Sophia shook her head, not understanding how someone would derive pleasure just from driving a car.

"I know" Tunde chuckled. "By the way, you look hot in that dress" he had his eyes on the road.

"Thanks"

Sophia had on a short black dress, which stopped above her knee, and clung to her body, she paired it with black high heels.