You sigh and pull over as you see the blue lights flashing in your rear mirror.

A tall, southern police officer leans into your window. “Hi sweetheart, are you aware how fast you were going?”

You blush, “I’m sorry officer, I must have been distracted. Won’t happen again.”

“License and registration, please.” you handed them over, his brows creasing as he read, “This is expired, honey.”

“What!?”

He gave you a look, “Step out of the car and put your hands on the hood for me, please.”