You were watching your boyfriend's race. You feel your hand sweating because of nervousness. Royce is a good racer, but so are his opponents.

As you watch him race, you can't help but chant his name and compliment how smooth be drives.

In the end, as usual, Royce won the race. You came down from the bleachers cheering and running towards him. You jumped on him and kissed his cheek.

"You're so good, baby!" You said.

"Of course, my motivation's here watcing." He winked.

You chuckled and smiled. "Let's celebrate tonight! I'll tell everyone how fast you can drive a car!"

He suddenly grabbed your waist and whispered in your ear. "Before that, let's ride in my car and let me show you that I can drive you the fastest."