The ride along the coast of the Pacific Ocean was more than pleasant.
Neither of them spoke while they enjoyed the breathtaking views.
Occasionally, Becca would lift her hands up and relish the hot summer air slipping through her fingers while she sang the song that was playing on the radio.
Gabriel would sneak glances at her when he thinks that she is not looking. He wondered if she is really enjoying this simple pleasure. If that is Victoria, she would complain about how this is a waste of time and that the humid ocean-air is messing up her hair and makeup.
"Can we go faster?", Becca asked Gabriel after some time.
In response, the engine roared and she felt the pull as the vehicle accelerated. The thrill of speed made her giggle, and then she was back to singing.
When they stopped in the parking of the French restaurant, Becca could not believe that they spent two hours in that car. It felt like a few minutes.
