[center][h2][color=B56E42]Milana Ivanov[/color]  &  [color=lightgray]James Emerson[/color][/h2][/center]

[color=lightgray]"James."[/color] he added with a smile, getting comfortable in his seat before fiddling with the AC vents.

She put on her seatbelt with a sigh. Milana simply wanted to get to her destination without issues, yet now she had to be mindful of him, of James. [color=B56E42]"I'm Milana, it's a real pleasure."[/color] The last part of that sentence was oozing with sarcasm, and she heard him chuckle. She put the car and drive and softly tapped the gas pedal, rolling the vehicle forward as she kept her eyes focused on the road. 

He turned to her. [color=lightgray]"So I'm dealing with a Russian? What has the world come to..."[/color] James put a hand on his head as if he had just received some bad news.

[color=B56E42]"Excuse me?"[/color] Milana looked at him, offended over his remark. She took pride in her heritage despite the fact that she had been teased about it a couple of times before. [color=B56E42]"At least I'm not going gray, and that's thanks to my Russian genes which you apparently have a problem with."[/color] Milana made a right turn, turning onto a familiar road before the seatbelt warning tone started going off. She looked at him quietly for a second or two. [color=B56E42]"Do you mind?"[/color] she added. [color=B56E42]"That gets annoying real fast."[/color]

[color=lightgray]"As you wish,"[/color] James responded, reaching for the seatbelt, [color=lightgray]"I certainly wouldn't want to anger the driver."[/color]

Milana bit her lower lip. He absolutely annoyed the living hell out of her, and they had been in the car for what, a whole minute or two? She would kick him out of the car but then she might be worse off, and Milana would much rather be annoyed and alive than any other alternative out there. 

[color=B56E42]"Shit!"[/color]

She didn't see him. Some guy was crossing the road and she absolutely did not see him. Thankfully, her instincts kicked in. Milana slammed on the brakes and jerked the wheel slightly, causing the vehicle to skid across a couple of lanes and end up on the wrong side of the road after it came to a halt. Her heart was about to burst from her chest, and once she realized she was gripping the wheel a little too tightly, she put her hands down. [color=B56E42]"Are you okay?"[/color]

[color=lightgray]"Damn girl, you got some talent."[/color] that's all James said with a smirk, though in reality, his heart was pounding as well.

Milana stepped out of the vehicle, thankful she hadn't hit anything. [color=B56E42]"I'm so sorry, I didn't see you! Are you alright?"[/color] she called out to him.

[@Ozzoquen]