"Hmm… you're actually driving really well. Where did you learn?" Azrael asked, her voice curious, eyes flicking over to watch Leo at the wheel.
She seemed genuinely surprised... his driving was smoother and more controlled than she had expected.
Leo coughed, trying to play it cool. "Well, I… learned from games, actually."
"Games?" Azrael echoed, one eyebrow raised in disbelief.
"Yes, nowadays… they're almost the same as real life," Leo lied through his teeth, pressing the gas a little harder, letting the car surge forward with a thrill.
Azrael made a low, thoughtful sound. Her gaze lingered on him... Without warning, her hand drifted from her lap and slid over to his thigh.
!!
Leo flinched!
"You really should focus on the road, Mister," she purred, but her hand didn't leave—if anything, her fingers traced soft, dangerous circles higher on his thigh, rubbing slow and lazy, making his skin tingle with anticipation.
