"You know Rion, you really don't have to accompany me," Sara said as she adjusted her seatbelt but failed. She groaned in frustration. The fucking seat belt wouldn't cooperate with her.
Rion smirked at her and turned to her side to help her with it. He moved forward to her, liking how Sara instantly shut up and let him adjust the seat belt.
"I don't mind driving you there. Didn't you say that you need some help with your costumes?" Rion said.
"Hmm.. but you don't you have something else to do?"
"With you leaving soon, I don't mind spending more time with you. You're my utmost priority."
Rion touched her hair and kissed her forehead. He tried to imprint her scent in his mind. He would have to wait months before he could touch and smell her again like this. But he would wait because she was worth the wait.