With a smirk, Nabiki nearly purred, "Sounds perfect." He went fast, faster then she'd ever been in a car, and that was just as perfect as anything else.

She prepared her elbow on the window, chin in her palm. Pretending to look at the passing scenery, but really watching Tyki from the corner of her eye.

He was hot. And dangerous. And loaded. And definitely up for some fun.

She hid another smirk.