**Lorenzo's POV**
I cannot believe how childish Phoebe was being. Kicking around like a toddler being carried away from the playground. I may be going a little overboard, but she was driving me crazy. She made it hard to think clearly, and act rationally. I just knew I couldn't let her go. Especially over something she doesn't understand.
I threw her in the passenger seat of my Maserati Ghibil, and gave her a stern look to make sure she wouldn't try to run. Once settled in the driver's seat, I peeled out of the parking lot and onto the road towards the house. I could see Phoebe from the corner of my eye, looking around the car. She had a small smile playing at the corner of her lips. If she ever voiced her love for this car, I would definitely buy her one. More than one in every color i
