They managed to make it to the beach in one piece even though there were a few times that Samuel thought his heart might actually stop with the way Lena was weaving and speeding through the traffic on the interstate. He lost count of how many cars honked their horns at them when the number reached past ten. They weren't the only ones who had places that they wanted to go. They just didn't have someone like their fiancé driving to help them reach their destination faster.
He hadn't tried to tell her stop however. He doubted that she would've been able to him over the roar of the window and the sound of the cars all around them or the occasional shouting of someone cussing them out for cutting to close around them and almost hitting them. Samuel would've apologized but he knew that they had been moving so quickly no one would've been able to see or hear him do it.
