The Ferreri slid smoothly off the main road, the roar taming into a steady purr as Rex guided it toward the restaurant he'd scouted earlier. Neon lights and setting sunlight spilled across the polished hood as they pulled into the lot, the car looking even more unreal under the glow.
Sophie finally let out a dramatic sigh as he parked, like a kid being told to leave the playground. "Ughhh… I don't wanna get out. I swear I could live in this car."
"You'd run out of gas in a day," Rex replied dryly, shutting off the engine. The sudden silence after the V12's thunder almost felt strange, like someone had cut the soundtrack mid-song.
Sophie unclipped her seatbelt but didn't move, still staring around as if she wanted to memorize the entire experience. Her cheeks were pink from the wind, her hair a mess of tangled waves, and yet she looked like she'd just stepped out of a fashion shoot.
