Damian turned on the CD player, his Audioslave CD blaring out at max volume as the adrenaline pumped through his veins. The car's speedometer was hitting 110 and he decided he would take it down a notch for Nalia's safety, the speedometer lowered to 105. His heart was pumping, he loved the rush as the car spun around, sitting perfectly in a parking space at the hotel as he panted, his hands still wrapped around the steering wheel.