Elizabeth eyed the slow moving scenery as they travelled along a side road in the middle of nowhere

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Elizabeth eyed the slow moving scenery as they travelled along a side road in the middle of nowhere. She had no idea where they were. Then again, she didn't think Reuben knew either.

"That turtle is moving faster than us," Elizabeth said, tracking the animal as it moved along the side of the road, belly inches above the gravel.

"Is the turtle on steroids?"

"No, but I think your truck could use some."

Reuben's eyes darted to the rearview mirror. "Quit complaining. That's not something you should be saying to the guy that got you out of a sticky situation. Be grateful for once."

"Push down on that pedal a little more and I'll think about it." Elizabeth smoothed out her tresses. "As for saving me, you did no such thing."

"They thought you were committing credit card fraud."

Elizabeth recalled the security guards who greeted them at the register. "They're lucky I didn't call my lawyer."

Reuben shook his head, curls bouncing along with the truck. "That's not how it works. You can't sue someone for suspecting you of something."

"I'm going to sue you for driving too slow."

Reuben let out a sigh. "It's an old truck. If I push it anymore the whole thing will fall apart. Would you rather attempt running from your parents? I doubt you'd get very far, especially with the load of clothing you got."

"I could definitely get away faster on foot."

"Okay." In one fluid motion he steered the vehicle off to the side of the road. The seamless asphalt replaced by gravel.

"What the hell are you doing?" Elizabeth was frazzled. Did he seriously think she was going to walk?

Reuben eyed her, expectant. "Get out."

Elizabeth's heart fluttered at those two simple words, her lips separating. As her mind turned to jelly Reuben continued.

"You're driving."

Elizabeth crossed her arms. Her brain finding the will to function again. "No."

"If you think you can do a better job of driving this thing then, by all means, take the wheel."

"I can do a better job," she said, not breaking eye contact with the man who was daring her. It was like her father used to say; call their bluff and they'll crumble.

Reuben didn't crumble.

"Then do it."

The engine cut, keys now in his hand. Elizabeth stared at them for a long second.

"No."

"Then we're staying right here."

"No we aren't. Don't be stupid."

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