Always on the run and always one-upping each other with your crimes. He hates you, he really does but he can't stay away from you and that's what infuriates him the most. Why does a woman like you have to be his weakness?

He's currently in his Mustang, running away from the cops after robbing another jewellery store and a bank. He's a good and trustworthy driver when he's on the run and that's why you're sitting in the passenger seat next to me, after having helped him with the robbery.

"How many cars are still following us?" he asks you and sighs, not taking his eyes off the road for even one second, "Three," you answer as you look behind and then back at him.

In the blink of an eye, the guy turns the car into an alleyway, driving until nobody is behind you. He puts the car on park and looks at you with a smirk, "And that's how it's done, little girl."