Ashley's pov

"Oh come on Ashley, you drive like a grandma. With the pace you're driving we'll reach our destination in a couple of years." Blake whined beside me. I turn to look at him then swiftly turn my eyes back to the road.

I smiled. "Do you want us to get into an accident? Or get pulled over? You can't get away with everything Blake."

He turns to me and in my peripheral vision I see him smirk." The way you say my name reminds me of when my mother used to scold me. Hopefully ...