Michael knew you were having some very sneaky relations with someone related to the case they were currently working on. Or, the case they were working on even if they weren't allowed to.

When did The Naturals ever listen to directions?

He knew he didn't. And that placed him in the current situation he was in now. He was speeding down the freeway with you sitting in the passenger seat, the wind whipping around the pair. Despite how many warnings he got not to sneak out anymore, he was doing it for you.

"No naughty play, you hear me?" Michael put on his fake authority tone as his joy rimmed brown eyes looked over to the passenger seat. "I want the door open at all times."