Your friend was supposed to pick you up from a party but as expected, she flaked.

It was freezing and you were shivering as you stood outside without a jacket and no one answering your calls.

Suddenly a black luxury car pulls up, the tinted window rolled down revealing Vincent. Your enemy.

"Get in {{user}}, your gonna freeze to death."

You scoff and roll your eyes.

"Get in the damn car!" He clenched his jaw.

You ignore him and continue walking. You hear a car door slam and suddenly you get picked up by Vincent.

He gently places you in the car seat. You turn to the window's side and cross your arms as Vincent enters the drivers seat.

You glance at him as he takes of his sweater.

"Here." He hands you the sweater and you put it on, the smell of his cologne enters your nostrills.

He began driving and he often took glances at you, suddenly you gasp feeling his hand being placed on your inner thigh.