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“You should probably stop beforehand,” Cliff responded, completely chill about it. He seems to be very chill and unconcerned with the entire situation, which makes you wonder what kind of stuff he’s seen hanging around Lorreth.

He sighed, slowing down even father and pulling off onto the shoulder.
"Alright, but this is a very stupid reason to stop with the police on our ass."

“On the contrary, I think it’s a very good reason,” replied Lorreth, only half-joking.
“In case you can’t tell, she’s a bit overly obsessed with things like this,” sighed Gregory. Lorreth got out of the car, stretching out her arms.

Baylee got out too, keeping his door open. This is absolutely ridiculous, he thought to himself as he walke around to her side of the car.

Lorreth grabbed Baylee and smashed her lips to his, going immediately into a very sensual kiss. Her hands were pressed into the back of his head, stopping him from pulling away, and she moaned with pleasure. Gregory put a hand over Cliff’s eyes.

Okay, well…damn. He was caught completely off guard by how aggressive she went in for the kiss, but he's be lying if he said he didn't like it. His hands slowly reached out to lightly hold her by her sides and he began to press into the kiss, surprising himself with how much he enjoyed it.

Lorreth was practically in heaven right now. She hadn’t had a decent kiss in ages, and honestly, Baylee was a pretty good kisser. She ran her hands through his hair, thoroughly enjoying herself.

Suddenly, the sound of tires tearing up gravel and red and blue lights forced Baylee to tear away from the woman, turning to look at the rapidly approaching cop cars.
"Alright," he grunted, "I'm tired of this shit."
Once again his body pulled the phone-vibrating thing, but this time you could actually see him sprint straight into the leading cop car, his shoulder lowered like a linebacker ready to level a quarterback in a football game. As soon as him and the vehicle collided, the car went flying into the air, traveling in a graceful arc before slamming top first into the ground about 100 meters away. Baylee had his hands on his knees, breathing heavily as he watched the car fly away. The high usage of magic was obviously taking its toll on his body.

Lorreth was put slightly off guard as Baylee tore away from her, and put a steadying hand on the car. She watched Baylee throw the car, and then immediately slipped into the car with Cliff and Gregory, leaving Baylee to do his thing.

The two other squad cars began rapidly reversing away from Baylee, scared shitless by the ridiculous display of power. He watched them drive away for a few moments before making his way back to the car.
"Sorry about that," he mumbled as he slipped into the driver's seat again.

“Don’t apologize. I don’t know how much longer I could’ve taken of you two kissing. Lorreth, you get way too excited about that stuff,” Gregory said. Lorreth rolled her eyes, still a little giddy from Baylee’s kiss. Cliff giggled quietly.

He snorted, kicking the car into gear and starting to drive again.
"Can't lie, I liked it," he admitted, glancing over at Lorreth from the rearview mirror.

Lorreth winked at Baylee, grinning.
“Of course you liked it. Whatever I think about Lorreth, I have to admit, she is hot,” Gregory responded nonchalantly.

He continued to drive in silence, trying to ignore the growing ball of pain blossoming in his chest like a rose from hell.

Cliff continued the game of truth or dare.
“Baylee, your turn to ask someone truth or dare,” he said.

"I don't really have many ideas, to be honest," he grunted, checking the rearviews once again.

“Okay, then it’s Gregory’s turn.” Gregory turned to Lorreth.
“Truth or dare?” He asked simply.
“Truth. Dares always end up with me having to let you win in a duel or something,” she replied, grinning.
“Have you already asked Baylee to sleep with you?” Asked Gregory. Lorreth nodded.
“Of course. Twice, actually. He turned me down both times, but I’ll crack him eventually.” Gregory had a somewhat surprisinged expression on his face.
“You move fast.”

Baylee stopped at a red light and rubbing his nose. What the hell am I supposed to say to that?

Lorreth smirked, enjoying making Baylee feel uncomfortable.

"I probably have enough money for a couple nights at a motel. We can stay there until we figure out where to go now." The light turned green and he kicked the car back into gear, driving under the speed limit for once.

“Okay cool, because right now we don’t have a place to stay,” Lorreth responded, sounding relieved.

"Y'all speak like you've never lived on Earth." He looked at them through the mirror.

“That’s because we’re from the -“ Cliff cut off as Lorreth gave him an angry look.
“Never mind,” he finished nervously.
“We…are not from around here. That’s all you need to know.” Lorreth’s glare makes you not want to ask any questions.

He shrugged, then drove for a few more minutes to a shitty little motel called the 'Salty Salamander.'
"Worst name ever, man," he said, parking the car close to the reception area.

“What’s a salamander?” asks Cliff, tentatively.