Elias's p.o.v
"It was epic," Pablo whispered with a chuckle.
"You call Lewis taking off his shirt and acting like a crazy man who's drunk in love epic?" I asked softly.
"Well yeah, I have always thought of him as this nice sweet guy. Moreover, when I was working for him, he was the matured composed type. Him acting like that was super funny and quite startling." He answered simply then gave my hand a slight squeeze.
I looked at our linked hands then back at the road with a low sigh.
"Why are we holding hands when you are suppose to use both hands to drive?" I asked in a low tone.
My question was lame, and I knew using one hand wasn't that surprising. What I was experiencing though was. I was very nervous than I had ever been in my whole life.
Pablo was about to sp
