After some convincing, Leslie was finally in the car and we were on our way to the Magneto's. I tried to simply concentrate on the music I had playing, or on the road, but I failed miserably. I finally pulled over and grabbed her hand in mine.
"What is it?" she asked. I didn't even give a response, I just kissed her. I touched her face, feeling her soft skin upon mine. She pulled away for a moment.
"No sex," she insisted.
"No sex," I repeated, then went in for another kiss.
"Magneto doesn't need me to get pregnant right now," she informed me, even though I already knew.
"And..." I said, waiting for her to finish.
"You really do care about me," she said happily. Her smile made my heart feel on fire, I smiled, too. She kissed me.
"Yeah," I replied, shrugging it off. "Geez, did you think I was goin' to lie just to get you in bed?" She looked at me for a moment, then slapped me playfully.
"You're so mean," she said in a high pitched voice.
"Yeah, I am mean," I joked, taking her into my arms and kissing her gently on the forehead. She sat back in her seat and waited for a moment.
"Let's go," she ordered as though I knew what she was thinking.
"Alright," I replied, shrugging my shoulders as I pushed the gas petal. "If you say so."
"I do," she insisted.
"Alright, Leslie, what are you interests?" I questioned.
"My interests...," she replied, taking a moment to think.