“Jamie,” Alex warned as the car veered around a
tight corner. “Slow down.”
In the driver’s seat Jamie laughed, one hand on the wheel while
the other fiddled with the radio. “Don’t worry,” he said, swerving
back onto the road. “You sound like my mother. I can drive,
Alex.”
“But how well?” Alex wanted to know.
Jamie grinned at him and placed a hand on his knee, which Alex
promptly brushed away. “Both hands on the wheel, please. You’re
going to get us killed.”
Jamie laughed again. “What a way to go, don’t you think?”
“I don’t want to think about it.” Right now Alex
just wanted to get to work. The minute they were out of the car, he
would pluck the keys from Jamie’s hands and that was it, he’d let
him drive once and that was the end of it, never again. “You’re
going too fast.”
