You were walking by a sports car, just looking, maybe taking a few photos.

It was a good looking ride, you had to admit. You knew you shouldn’t touch it but the urge was too high. With your fingers gently gliding over the side of the brand new looking convertible— you suddenly felt a presence right next to you, making you slightly startled.

”You like my ride, huh?” The man smirked, a bit of amusement on his face. You got caught red handed.