AN: Really this is just a little teeny tiny something...
"BABE!"
"I'm coming I'm coming...See I'm here walking out the door with you getting into the car..."
"About time."
Macy shook her head as Zac went through his normal, riding in the car routine.
Adjust the seatbelt. Move the air vents. Move them back. Flip through the radio stations. Bop his head with a song on the radio, then slip in a CD. Read the back of the CD as it loads, squinting his eyes because his sunglasses aren't reading glasses. Wrinkle his nose and turn up the air. Sit back in the seat and sigh. Reach over and rest his hand on Macy's leg. Smile.
Macy swears she'll never not love this man.