Night of Spontaneity

She would have still gone with him even if he hadn't said those words. Being with him simply made her lose her high sense of rationality, making her do things she wouldn't have considered before. Things like driving into the night with a man she hadn't known before the previous day, without asking where they were going.

Well, she preferred to think it was because she had been caught off guard by his request, and hadn't had the luxury of time to start poising questions. It was better than admitting the reality that she let her guard down to its lowest level whenever she was with this man.

They were soon driving into the smooth empty roads where streetlights and the full moon provided the illumination they needed. The roof of the car was open, and not minding that her carefully styled thick hair had been ruined, she knelt on the seat, shouting and waving her hands to feel the harsh wind which beat her hard as though to punish her for doing something she wasn't used to.