"Mhm."
He got back in his seat and sat up, cracking his knuckles before he started driving again.
"Damn.."
He looked down, embarrassed and started failing the number he said earlier.
"What?"
"n-nothing.."
"Okay."
He got back to driving.
-Damn hogtie, he knows he's being hot too..I cant keep my eyes off him..such nice lips..I wonder what they taste like..oh I need to hear myself, I'll shut up now..-
"Nn...itchy."
He rubbed his cheek
"Hm..oh..your cheeks itchy..d-does it feel-itchy like really bad..?"
"Yeah...maybe....shit..."
He looked around.
"Uh..we can go to the beach, haha?"
"If you want..when we get there, I can help with your cheek..I have a creme for it..it happens to my friends often.."
