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.

with a purpose today, yet all he did was

do you say?" Alaric turned to look at Hertha's profile, a playful smile

lot of true feelings

you lost your mind? Forgot what

Alaric mention marriage made her heart race,

if it was out of sheer rejection or curiosity to

really don't remember,"

head and caught Alaric winking at her, those

enough without trying, his smile naturally captivating. But now, he

hundred and eighty miles per hour, flustered and tingling with a

made her foot press down harder on the

suddenly shot

the seatbelt

the car surged forward and

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