Harper drives out of school.
"How many times have you driven this car?" I ask as I feast my eyes on the interior. I couldn't take my eyes off from everything.
"Like five?" He says in more of a question. He glances at me then turns he eyes back on the road.
"You really like the car don't you?"
I nod. "Yeah I do. Never been in a convertible before."
"No way." He glances at me again. "Not once?" He asks with shock in his voice.
I'm even surprised at myself also.
"At all." I shake my head.
"Why? I thought you were daddy's girl." He stated and I laugh.
"What does that have to do with this?"
"Well I thought you'd get anything you want."
"Yes I would." I nod. "He'd get me a house if I ever asked for it, but I have never asked for a convertible before."
"Wanna drive one now?" He asks and I chuckle.
"And if I crash it?"
He shrugs. "We both die."