Greg was munching on one of the pastries with his left hand while keeping the other one on the steering wheel.

“You’re supposed to use both hands while driving,” I muttered under my breath and he raised a brow at me through the mirror and deliberately took another bite.

“Would you like to take over?”

“If I die then my ghost is going to haunt you forever,” I said with a pout.

“If you die then I’m dead as well so there’s ...