patient or past?

67

you replied with a smile as the two cars pulled back up ashton got out and high fived his instructor

?-ur getting the hang of it
she smiled to him

quince-were gonna take their last round with them as passenger

the girl nodded
?-sounds good

quince-whats the bet i'll get under 15?
he said sliding into the drivers side letting you get into the passenger

the woman chuckled
?-i dare you quince

quince-alright watch my hands
he said grabbing the lower wheel with his left and gear stick with the right

wow his hands were..something.
huge and veiny, sexy if you said so yourself

you were dragged out of that gaze by the car speeding off as left hand remained against his thigh moving the wheel

wow. hot.

you-fucking hell
you whispered as he took control of the wheel with his right hand drifting the corner

you-how the fuck did you do that so perfectly?

he chuckled
quince-not like ive practiced for 4 years straight or anything

you chuckled as he spun the second corner now flooring it

quince-wheel with ur left hand at the top and stay in 4th
he explained going a little slower near the turn to spin it and finish directly on the line in 16 seconds

quince-1 second over
he whined in annoyance

you-thats fucking crazy

he turned to you with his lips smiling hugely

you-racing makes you happy i can tell

quince-just the thrill of speeding without getting a ticket

you both laughed getting out the car

quince-hey um how long are you in town for?

you-my flight leaves at 3

quince-ah there goes my shot

you-well ive got an hour and a half until i leave

he smiled
quince-would you wanna go for a dri-

he was cut off by a loud girls voice shouting his name

??-quince!!

he sighed and spun around

quince-keeley cant you see im busy, ur wasting their time

her eyes landed on ashton who fixed his hair before meeting quince again

??-hey
she flirted with a wave and chuckled to him

quince-what key make it quick
he demanded dragging her off to the side talking to her

you went over to ashton and ran your hands into his seeing him smile

ashton-oh god i love this suit so much.
he whispered touching every part of you

you-your needy today huh?

ashton-i'd rather miss the flight for all this but ive gotta go grab that stuff for ella and then pack
he whined pulling you onto him

you-you say your goodbyes whilst im packing

he chuckled
ashton-i'll be back at 2 no later because i want this
he whispered gently kissing your cheek and running his hands up your body

his needy today.

you watched him and his instructor go back into the building and you waited for quince to finish up his conversation with the girl before joining you again

quince chuckled
quince-shes an absolute pain in my ass

quince-now about that drink?

you chuckled

you-half an hour ive still gotta pack before my flight

he nodded leading the way inside and taking around 5 minutes to pass all the keys and things necessary back to the front desk, now going to the changing rooms with you.

you were struggling to get the stupid suit off and sighed

you-please help
you muttered turning to the shirtless guy quite literally gasping

a fucking 8 pack. excuse me.

he chuckled and spun you around

quince-it is difficult if i do say so myself
he agreed pulling the zip down to your lower back running his fingertips over your skin.

you-i still can't get out
you admitted trying to pull your arms out the suit that was basically super glued to your body

he stood infront of you and pulled the suit down to your waist and you took a deep breathe

you-it's like a fucking swimming suit

he chuckled gazing at your red laced bra

you-i um, sorry
you said nervously covering your cleavage

quince-dont be, its quite the sight

you went red and spun away continuing to get changed

quince-so where are you originally from?

you-well i grew up in vegas but moved to texas

quince-a texas girl?
he asked now leant against the door staring at you as you ran your fingers through your hair staring back

you-you could say that and you yourself?
you asked now walking out the area with him

quince-i grew up in england but obviously moved to miami

you-a british boy?

he chuckled
quince-that i am

and its very apparent in his tone

he unlocked a black car infront of you both and your jaw dropped

you-you own a ferrari

he chuckled opening the door for you
quince-get in i dont have much time with you

you got in and so did he soon arriving at a very nice looking bar

hm
..quince what are you getting at.

your probably never gonna see me again so whats the point of this, what's the point of me.

sorry if there are any spelling mistakes