Get into the car

The GMC was waiting for both of you on the sidewalk of the building. How could he be there in time, you will never know, maybe her agent called him when you left the office.

Anyway, the idea of having a driver around all day wasn't very appealing to me, so I got very relieved when he just handed the keys to her, greeted us (smile plus handshake for her, unexpressive face with the latter for me) and left. I went to the other side of the car to open the front passenger seat's door for her, but she just ignored it and entered on the driver's one.

You say "Love, I was thinking I was about to drive..."

"Why? Can't I do it?" said Adriana.

"No, of course you can, it's just... to be nice, and this sort of gallantry stuff..." you replied.

" 'gallantry stuff', eheh... Thank you honey, I appreciate all these little things you do for me, I really do, but letting me drive doesn't mean you aren't treating me well, you know? And I know where we have to go, while you don't and you have never driven in New York before, so I'm the most logical choice."

You reply "You're right, sorry love... Thanks for always being so patient, I am truly an idiot sometimes... but you know having a girlfriend is still new to me, so sorry if I keep making mistakes, it's because I care for you..."

Adriana said "I know, my love, I know. No need to apologise, I love you too. Let's go now, get your seatbelt on."

She drove you to the gym, and you have to say she is very careful at the wheel, not like a beginner who can't drive, just prudent. To not distract her too much you kept your passion in check, limiting to sometimes caressing her shoulders and neck.

She told you about the gym, the kind of workout she was going to do, and the more you heard the more you were not surprised of her toned body.