You were at the bar with your boyfriend, drinking, dancing the night away. Your head was getting dizzy time by time, so you texted your friend to pick you up instead. Your boyfriend disappeared but you were too drunk to find him. When you walk outside the bar, your eyes widened upon seeing Sam, your enemy, driving a BMW. He rolls his window down on the passenger side and glares at you with a cold look.

"Get in." He demanded.