Tom raised a brow at me as I sipped the coffee lovingly—closing my eyes to savor every moment of the delectable taste as it burned it's way down my throat. I even licked the froth off my lips slowly—afraid that I'd miss even the littlest bit of sweetness in the bubbles only to open my eyes slowly to notice Tommy staring at me with a strained expression.

"Remind me to buy you those more often." Tommy said haltingly as I tried not to grin when I realized I had pretty much just turned him on. He deserved it—the bastard—for leaving the way he did. At least now, he'd get a good taste of what he had passed up on. Shrugging, I looked over his shoulder at the studio door warily. Why had he bought me coffee?

"Ready to work?" I asked slowly as he just grinned before shaking his head.

"Not today. We're taking a little field trip." Tommy murmured as I shook my head vehemently before backing away from him.

"Whoa there little horsey! You didn't say anything about going off to play, Tom. I came here to work. Strictly." I stated with a firm shake of my head as he backed me up toward the door of his Viper. No!

"Then pretend it's work." Tommy muttered as I pushed at his chest. I was not, I repeat, not leaving with him! He just grinned even wider as he pushed me aside to open the passenger door.

"I told Darius we were going to work out in town today—something about a broken string on your guitar that needed replacing." Tommy said with a shrug as he motioned me inside. "I know you hate to see Darius angry. Humor me." Tommy finished as I just shook my head again before sitting in his car irately. I really hated him right now.

"At least tell me where we're going." I said simply as Tommy smiled again at me before placing his arm on the back of the seat in order to back out of the parking lot. I flinched at the twinkle in his blue eyes. He was simply evil.

"We're going shopping." He replied as he pulled out into the road—dodging Toronto traffic as he took to the interstate. He was up to something.

"Shopping for what?" I asked uneasily as he just stared out into the road—avoiding my gaze as he took another turn leading up to what looked like some sort of automotive place.

"To check on my race car. It's been out of commission for far too long. I thought maybe I'd give it a try some today." Tommy stated quietly as I looked at him long and hard in agitation. Oh, he had me so angry! I looked down wickedly at his emergency brake—pulling it up with a jerk just as he entered the parking lot.

"What the hell, Jude. Do you know what that'll do to a car's brake pads? Geez!" Tommy exclaimed as I just rolled my eyes.

"Do you have any idea what you're asking me to do? I'm Chris's girlfriend for God's sake, and I'm going to see his race this afternoon. I do not need to be shopping for a vehicle that you plan on racing against him." I stated fiercely. Tom just shrugged before pulling down the brake and parking.

"I'm not asking you to, Jude. I just brought you along for the ride. You don't even have to get out of the car." Tommy remarked as he looked over at me before exiting the vehicle. His manly take-charge attitude was as attractive as it was annoying, and I tried not to smile as he threw me a look over his shoulder before heading into the place. I wasn't moving. Nope, not moving. Wait! Looking down at the ignition hopefully, I heard my cell phone ring as I sighed in defeat.

"You didn't think I'd leave you the keys, did you?" Tommy asked from the other end as I answered the phone. I just growled at the receiver.

"You can be a real hard ass, you know that?" I asked him plaintively as he just laughed. I'm glad he found it funny.

"You know you used to care a great deal about this hard ass." Tom stated simply as I leaned back into the leather of his car. We had too much history together—him and I. I sighed.

"Just complete your business and let's go. I don't feel right being here." I stated softly. I heard Tommy sigh, and I could just imagine him wincing. I knew he was feeling guilty too about bringing me, but it was almost as if he couldn't help himself. Maybe that was my problem too. But I had to try.