With joy and satisfaction, Aspen moved to his car with a beautiful smirk curve on his brim. 

 "I've got you, Dulce,” he muttered to himself as he pressed the button of the key to his car.

 It clicked open, and he pulled the hand of his car to open up the door. With smiles making waves over his face, he hit the ignition and the engine came to life. His mouth whistled a sound that he had just conjured out of joy. 

 Dulce was an inch away from coming to him. Derek had given him the perfect advice. 

 In a drift, he was back to his company and all the...