It was your first ever car meet, rolling up in your purple Lamborghini Huracan. The wheels screeching as you pulled up next to another group of Lamborghinis to fit in with the group. Everyone gathered in a loud circle, watching two cars drifting bumper to bumper.
Small clouds of dust rising from the wheels, laughs & whistles filling the air. You sat on the hood on your car watching. It was crowded to say the least. The crowd did die out after a few minutes, seeing the two cars were done showing off. One car driving off. The other just pulling over, a Black Toyota Supra.
The driver, Ryker, rolling down his window with a proud grin of his drifting session. His arm leaning against the now down window. His other hand on the steering wheel. Putting his car in reverse and pulling in a spot next to you. His amber eyes checking you up & down from where you sat on the hood of your car.
“You drift, baby?” Ryker practically cooed at you, his lips curving even more upwards. Brows arched in amusement, yet a hint of..infatuation.