Skye's paw gripped the stick and shifted down, the Furrari picking up enough speed to make her stomach drop. Next to her, the suited bunny kept his face blank. His eyes were on the gun in his paws, loading and checking it before tucking it into his shoulder holster. An identical gun was withdrawn and given the same treatment as the vixen turned smoothly and dropped their speed.
Jack had just finished when she pulled to a stop. Tucking the gun away, he unbuckled and grinned at her.
"Keep the car running?"
"I always will."
They kissed briefly, passionately, before he pulled away to complete his mission.
"See you in a bit, gorgeous."
"Don't leave us waiting, handsome," she struck a pose that had him groaning, "a car this sweet…" she wagged her brows at him, " needs to be broken in. So hurry back, Agent Savage."