Being obsessed with looks and crushes is a killer, man.

Hertha bit her tongue, reminding herself that this was just the price she had to pay for her youthful follies.

"Alright then, I'm a quick driver," Hertha informed with a brief nod before starting the car and accelerating away. "Whoa!" Alaric was jolted by the sudden movement, hastily grabbing the seatbelt as he let out a sound of surprise.

"Hertha, it's a real shame you're not a race car driver," Alaric teased her.

"What's it to you whether I become a race car driver or not!" Hertha was full of complaints and didn't want to engage in a proper conversation with him.

"I was just joking, why so serious?" Alaric chuckled mischievously.

"Alaric, spit it out, what do you really want?" Hertha questioned him while she drove.

She was done beating around the bush with him.

a purpose today, yet all he did was joke around

turned to look at Hertha's profile, a playful smile on his lips, but his

lot of true feelings

mind? Forgot what I told you

race, filling her with

sheer rejection or curiosity to see what

really don't remember," Alaric winked

her head and caught Alaric winking at her, those fox-like eyes attempting

trying, his smile naturally captivating. But now, he was deliberately trying to

eighty miles per hour, flustered and tingling

her foot press down harder

suddenly

gripped the seatbelt

car surged forward and crashed into the

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