Sunday Romance 06-20-21
Just a little Jade and Ronin fluff. Nothing more. I’ll simply say I’m with Jade here.
“Ronin?”
“In the garage.”
Jade headed through the kitchen to his garage. He was in his Porsche Cayenne, retrieving something from the glove box. She walked towards him. “Hey, I was wondering if…”
She glanced at the other car in the garage then at Ronin then back at the car. Her eyes widened as her mouth dropped open.
“What?” he asked as he closed the Cayenne’s door.
She took a step closer. “Is that what I think it is?”
He glanced at the car behind him. “Depends on what you think it is.”
She shot him an annoyed look even as she moved closer. “That’s a Ferrari.”
“Why, yes it is.”
She touched the red hood. “Portofino?”
She ran her fingers over the curves of the hood. A Ferrari. She’d always wanted to drive one except she knew she never would. She wouldn’t have the money and if she did have the money, she had other priorities first. However, she did love these cars. She loved the old ones and the new ones and she particularly loved the ones that were the convertibles. She could imagine herself driving the back roads with nothing but the road before her and the sky above her. She’d choose a day with some clouds but not a lot. In fact, a day a lot like today. She wanted some blue sky but also some clouds above her to keep the glare down.
She closed her eyes, spreading her hand over cool metal. If it was a convertible, she’d have the top down and she’d have the radio blasting something good and she’d drive. She’d find the best windy, twisty roads, and she’d see how fast and how well the car would hug the road. If there was a straightaway, it would be pedal to the metal to see how fast she could go. Damn, it would be so amazing and fun and…
Ronin’s chuckle brought her out of her reverie. She opened her eyes. “What?”
He approached her. “Nothing except now I think I’m a little jealous of my car.”
“And why would you be jealous?” She turned to him as he invited her into his arms.
“Because of the look on your face, like bliss.” He kissed her lightly. “I’m concerned you’re in love with my car.”
He laughed again. “Yeah, I know.”
“Oh, many things, but none that would seem important to you.” He kissed her again, this time less lightly and more hungry. “Wanna drive it?”
She gasped, taking an involuntary step back before bouncing her feet. “Really?”
His grin widened. “Yes. Really.”
She clapped her hands rapidly before thrusting her arms into the air. “Yes!” She danced in a circle. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” Suddenly self-conscious, she stopped her victory dance and threw a facade of calm over her. “I mean, why, yes, Ronin. That sounds like a lovely idea.”
He laughed, hard, before sweeping her into her arms and kissing her thoroughly. “Brilliant. I’ll take us somewhere good then let you take over.”
Disappointment crossed her face and she couldn’t hide. “I can’t drive it there?”
He shook his head. “The car’s a little wonky if you’re not used to it.” He kissed her. “Promise that if you don’t stall out the car more than three times, I’ll let you drive home.”
“Three times?” He nodded. “Oh, ye of little faith.”
“Fine,” she agreed as dramatically as she possibly could.
“Excellent.” He took her hand and headed back into the house. He stopped when he reached the door. “Wait, what were you going to ask me about?”
She stared at him. “No idea.”
“Nope. I’ve just got fast cars and loose men on my brain now.”
He laughed. “Hope you think I’m the loose man in that scenario.”
She laughed with him. “Better believe it, Buster.” She shooed him into the house. “Now hurry up. I’ve got some driving to do.”
