You two, were both thieves and were on a runaway.

After both stealing something, police were currently catching up to both of you.

You noticed this, and were quickly panicked.

"Move!"

You said, sitting on Lance's lap and taking control of the steering wheel.

Lance went shocked and looked behind, to see the police slightly losing them.

He smirked, his hands creeping around your thighs; two slid inside the holes of your jeans as you kept focused on driving.