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Clenching my teeth and the steering wheel, I tried to ignore Leander’s panicked breathing next to me. I had faith in my car. He needed to have some in me. Back to that whole trust thing we needed to work on.
“The train,” Leander spit out, shrinking into his seat.
The conductor must have seen us coming, since he laid on the horn. Sparks flew as he threw on the brakes, but we all knew there was no way it would ever stop in time.
“Bennett, for fuck’s sake! It’s physics!”
“Memento mori,” I said with a small smile.
The Maserati’s engine roared.
The train horn blasted.
The front of my car smashed through the railroad arm.
The Maserati sailed across the tracks, clearing the front of the train by a hair.
I let the car decelerate for a bit before I applied the brakes and pulled over.
We made it.
We fucking made it!
As much as I wanted to cheer, I knew my enthusiasm wouldn’t be well received. Swallowing hard, I turned to Leander to apologize, but he threw the door open and hurled himself out of it.
He was still on his hands and knees, vomiting up the remnants of dinner on the side of the road, when I finally freed myself from my seatbelt and rushed over to him.
“Breathe,” I said, shaking out my handkerchief and wiping his mouth with it. “You’re ok. We made it.”
“Don’t!” He all but snarled, pushing away from me roughly. “You’re going to fucking kill me one of these days!”
I frowned, watching him get to his feet slowly and stagger back to the car. He didn’t even let me close his door for him. That maneuver was probably worse than Venice, admittedly, but it’s not like Iplannedit. It just worked out that way.
Cringing, I slid into the driver’s seat. “Guess your math was a little off, huh?”
For the first time in my sober life, I was actually afraid when Leander turned his gaze on me. I was fairly certain sex wasoffthe table for the rest of the night. Probably the rest of the week with how pissed he was. Maybe the month...
We continued down the road in silence. Every time I wanted to say something, I thought better of it. I could practically feel the heat rolling off of him.
I was so preoccupied with formulating the appropriate apology in my head I wasn’t even paying attention to the fact a pair of headlights appeared in the rearview mirror until they were too close for comfort.
Gradually applying more pressure to the gas pedal, I tried to accelerate without Leander noticing. I mean, he was staring out the window, but that didn’t mean he was actually seeing anything in the blackened landscape.
The headlights kept coming.
“I know you’re mad at me right now,” I said quietly, stealing a glance at him. “But we’re not alone anymore.”
His head whipped up and he turned in his seat. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“I wish I were.”
“Take the next right. We can lose them right after Salsberry Bridge.”
Nodding, I braked hard and drifted around the corner.
The black car did the same thing.
Just like the train, it was a race to the bridge. Except, the black car had a better engine than I would have liked since I couldn’t gain much ground.
