Page 145 of Timeless

Jax slammed the door shut. “This is humiliating. You are literally driving around in the cheapest car ever.”

“Jax, this car is worth over fifty grand.” Maybe Jax wasn’t up to date with how much things cost these days. “Maybe you need to get in check with the current prices?” I was trying not to be a smart ass but his expression just hardened.

“What did you drive when I met you?” He turned to face me completely.

I wanted to laugh. “Well, what didn’t I drive when I met you?” My mind did a quick run over of all the cars I had owned.

“What was your standard ride? Every day use?” Jax wasn’t dropping the subject.

I smirked. “What are you trying to get at?” He arched his eyebrows, wanting an answer. “I guess I drove my hummer the most.”

“How much did it cost?”

I thought about that for a second. “Um, I think of three hundred grand? I don’t know, it was a fucking tank.”

Jax smirked, like that proved my point. “So, when did you start driving cheap ass cars?”

“Jax, it is a company car,” I reminded him. “And it still costed quite a bit.” I never saw the point in upgrading. This was free.

“I won’t be seen in this again.” He put the car in reverse.

“That’s not true.” I went to pull the seat belt on, if there was one thing I remembered correctly it was Jax’s driving.

“Why?” He put the car in drive. “That’s the other thing about this car, you aren’t even driving it, it’s fucking auto. You can’t even work the gears.” His disgust and dislike for the car wasn’t ending.

I laughed just a little, as Jax and his lead foot took us off down the road, he cut a car off, too. And this car wasn’t known for power. So, he was literally flogging the shit out of it right now, as he started overtaking cars.

“We aren’t on a highway!” I snapped at him. “God, do you want to get reported!” He had just got out of prison and I knew he had connections but I’m sure somehow, I would end up getting fined for this shit.

“The sooner we get back to your place, the sooner I’m out of this humiliating car.” He was still grumbling about the car, time to burst his bubble.

I stopped myself from smiling. “Make a right up here.” I glanced at him, “If you can slow down in time.”

“Why?” He was not slowing down.

I grinned at him. “We are going shopping.” I watched as he did a double take, I think checking if I was serious.

He suddenly turned the car sharply, causing a squeal to come out and me bracing myself in the seat.

“What is wrong with you!” I yelled at him. Driving risky was one thing, driving like a mad man on heroin was another! “You could have killed us!” I looked at the direction he was heading us. “And we are going in the wrong fucking direction!”

“Do you even know where the shopping malls are?” I snapped at him. “Because it’s not exactly a world secret you don’t know this city!” I knew it was bitchy but I couldn’t stop myself. Being seen in this car really wasn’t that much of a big deal.

“I know exactly where I am heading.” He turned the corner, again, sharply and I saw where he was heading. Maybe he did know this city to some degree. He was deadly serious on the whole upgrading car thing. I looked at the car lots.

How had he managed it? He wasn’t even in the used car section of the town. Nope he was in the custom, highly expensive cars that literally screamed money.

He slowed down, looking rather smug. “So, babe, what do you feel like upgrading to?”

“I’m not buying a new car.” I was, however, going to buy him a bike and clothes. He always spent money on me. Now it was my turn to splash money on him. Was it bad that I got a burst of happiness from knowing he was going to hate every second of me spending money on him?

“Good. Because I’m buying you the car.” He must have spotted something, because he turned into a car lot.

I looked up and immediately I started shaking my head. “No. No way. I am not letting you buy me a Rolls Royce.” I used my car for school runs and heading to work. I did not need to do either of those things in a Rolls Royce!

Jax turned the car off. “They can have this heap of shit. Come on out.” He didn’t have a seat belt to undo, because the idiot hadn’t been wearing one.

I sighed. And he hit the horn for me to hurry up, when I hadn’t just jumped out of the car because the King said so.

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