“This thing can go faster. Come on, bud,
don’t be a pussy.”
Mason was torn. On the one hand he didn’t
want to come across as a wimp in front of Parker. This warred with
the type of person he’d always been. Yet Mason was a law-abiding
citizen. The fact that his uncle, whom he admired, was a cop,
played a large part in this.
“I don’t want anything to happen to this
baby, and dad would kill me if I got caught speeding.” Not to
mention my uncle.
Parker shrugged. Mason hoped he didn’t see
him as a wuss. Maybe he should loosen up some, especially if he
were to keep Parker interested and away from the likes of Hannah
Berwick, he thought, following the signs for the freeway.
After riding a few miles, Mason took the exit
ramp and soon he was pulling up outside the steak house. “Sorry
