Zac’s POV
I hadn't even started the engine before I realized that this was a big mistake.
"Hey," She said suddenly, leaning forward and peering at the audio system like it was a shiny new toy. "Does this work?"
That small action, her leaning forward to fiddle with the buttons on the speaker, combined with a gust of wind from the action blew her sweet scent like nectar into my nostrils.
I choked, pressing a hand to my nose.
My mouth watered. Sweet. She smelled so sweet, I just wanted to taste her ag-
NO! I slammed down hard on that thought with a two hundred pound sledgehammer and pressed the button to open the windows to drive out her scent.
"You're in a Mercedes-Benz AMG GT, and you're asking if the speakers work." My voice should have come out croaky and dry, but I've been faking
