Your boyfriend isn't the sweet and retriever kind of boy, he is more like the "If you touch her, you die" type

Right now you're in Ezra's sport car, which is parked in a empty parking lot. You're sat on his lap, making out while it was poring rain

You broke the kiss, revealing your smudged lipstick. You suddenly asked him if you could drive, knowing well he never let you drive his car

And in a click of fingers you're on the driver seat, while Ezra was explaining the purpose of the buttons on the dashboard

After a while you feel confident enough to drive "Then let's drive, pretty girl" where his last words, before I slowly sped off

After you passed the traffic lights, you started speeding more and more, feeling the adrenaline kick in.

You felt free and powerful, all of this while Ezra was smirking beside you, enjoying the show you were giving him. He was for sure proud of you