Third person's pov
"Can I open my eyes?" James asked with a tone of calmness in his voice.
"Nope." Mia replied.
***
"Can I open them now?"
"Not now."
***
"Can I open them yet?" He asked finally running out of patience.
"For the millionth time no." Mia shook her head and stopped herself smacking on his head. Driving with him was sometimes so irritating. It was like he purposely teased her to agitate her, then he used to smirk like the cheeky bastard that he was.
She loved him she really did but sometimes she felt like she should just smash his head against the nearest wall. She took deep breaths and tried to calm herself.
"I can tell that you are irritated but if you would just let me remove them I won't disturb you anymore." He said with no tone of mischief in his voice.
