chapter 9

James was so skillful on the steering dodging road blocks and swerving through sharp corners. As for the rest they checked and gave highlights on their trail and no one was enjoying this except her.

"Woow, yeah go James!" Kim kept on screaming, and when ever he performed a professional skill, she waved and repeats the performed skill, like a commentator would do during a sport event. 

Well what would one expect, apart from the fact that she was too famous to be apprehended, her father was the CEO of Bricks companies, which was one of the vast companies in New York from whom the big city enjoyed philanthropic benefits, and James the driver was also an exception to the rule of law. Sir Clinton his father was also one of the city's big men, a senator and owner of few companies as well as the big hotels and famous civic centers grading the city. At that point, these facts were made clear to them and deep within their hearts they prayed for the intimidating moment to end. 

"Stop the vehicle at one," the police kept yelling during the chase, dragging lanes with their vehicle, but James was also enjoying this, so he kept to menace.

The heat of the pursuit had being turned on that every streets they passed, sleepy  blepharons split in curiosity. 

However, the police proved they were more skilled than a college kid. They  managed getting closer but when they took a glance at who had dared to pull a chase Chase. They retired. 

"James Clinton?" The first of the two recognized and spelled out in awe. 

"What... James?" The second police man who had hands on the steering confirmed and began slowing down. 

"Yeah fuck off, We run the world and have a great night babies. Whoooo!" Not James but Kim said these words. She stood out the vehicle and resumed her shaking moves to no music in particular. 

"Get down Kim, for Christ sake what is wrong with you?" James brought the car to a halt and began scolding as the others were still scared. 

"What?" She yelled back and leaned forward for a kiss and this James couldn't resist as Kim had always played the "hard to get type."  She just started hanging out with him for the sake of their fathers who were very close friends, and James utilized his opportunity ignoring the bulging pair of eyes by his side and the others beside Kim. 

"Ugh really guy?" Flounder the chubby guy seated at the back seat opposite her complained. "This isn't the right time for this, I just need to get home and then you guys can swallow yourselves." He added rather exaggeratively with and awkward face, but the kissers weren't ready to stop and this the others found rather annoying. 

"Just stop James, cut this whole shit and step on the goddamn vehicle!" The short blonde at the back seat roared in anger also pounding the drivers seat, and this worked on Kim. 

Somehow she jerked back into realizing she wasn't supposed to do this and she felt sorry for being such a pain in the ass at such situation. 

Kim opened her eyes to find James's welcoming lips a few inch away from hers and his eyes still closed. Oh my God, I didn't just do that. Were we kissing? She thought.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry, forgive me James, I didn't mean to." This was what she said after she was sure her protruding lips had mingled with his and all who heard this were shocked. She cowered back to her position with her head bowed in and kept on with her shy habit of placing her long dark hairs beside her ears frequently even if her head was bent in a hair falling position. 

Don't you like me? I thought you wanted this, why are you apologizing? James poundered, but of course within him, for at this point speaking was crucial but still Kim could feel his words, her eyes begged. 

"Can we go now? Its getting late." The guy beside Kim asked. 

"I was this close, you all caused this." James mumbled turning to look at him. "Shut up!" Ken roared banging the steering. 

"Woow, cool it bro..." Rick, his partner in the front seat tried stoping him but then James alighted the vehicle slammed his door and then one by one he opened the rest and as he did this he body vibrated violently.

"What are you doing James?" Kim enquired feeling the need to settle what she might have triggered. 

"Except you!" He stated pointing at her. "Now the rest of you get out my vehicle this minute." He added. 

"What? No-way, you must be kidding me!" They all spoke one after the other.

"I said, get your fucking asses of my vehicle!" He replied, and this time his tone was louder.

"Really? Come on man, where do you want us to go?" One of the guys wondered. 

"That's none of my business, you got that, none! Goddamnit, out this moment. All of you!" James reclaimed. 

"You asked me to follow you to the club, and now you want to leave me stranded on the streets, because of a failed kiss? Naa bro that's not happening." Rick, the most daring of the guys which was also his partner in the front seat stated and shut the door. 

"I'm not your bloody brother!" He groaned and leaped across the Burnet towards his opponent and before he could say anything James gave a deadly punch, opened the door, pulled him out the vehicle and began dusting his palm and flexing his muscles at his victim. 

Unlike other rich kids who would usually stick to their cool gadgets and glasses getting fat on junks, James was a fitness freak. He was ranked best among his teammates in college sports and all wanted him on their side, his fitness coupled with fame exalted him above the rest of his peers. 

"Since that's what you want, then you'll have it." The guy accept the change and began rolling up his sleeves and wiping  the bits of blood stains off his cheeks. 

"Wow, see that guys? He's rolling up sleeves." James turned around flailing his hands and announcing to his dumbfounded audience. "Come on guys cheer him up, don't you see he needs your support?" He stated, his eyes were cruel and watery, his face dripping with sweat. He kept on mimicking his gestures to Kim and then others in the vehicle not minding if his opponent whole attack him off-guard. 

The brawl kick-started with a loud roar form an angry Rick. He leaped with the aim of landing an elbow in james's forehead, but as he would do to a dumbbell; James steadily caught him in the air and slammed him on the vehicle. 

"Ugh!" The poor guy cried out and melted down in pain but he was being pulled him up and rammed against the vehicle the second time. This time he said nothing order than "please," and was shielding his face against the angry man's furry. 

As for James, he went on barneying some words and these words accompanied a punch to his victim. 

"James... Stop, please stop, please!" Was all the rest could yell from their position as coming to interfere might also result to their laying-off to the cold and insecurities of the night. 

Kim watched all these in awe as she herself was still trying to recover from such, and somehow, she knew all these anger was for her kiss, and this made her blush a little and all these while she said nothing. 

"Come on Kim, go beg him!" The girl urged. "You know how he is when angered, quick do something."

"Me?" She wondered.

"Yes do something! You started it remember?" The fat guy added.

"And how was that a problem?"

"Just plead on his behalf. He'll listen to you!" They pleaded.  

Finally she stood up and went towards the scene, pulled James away, and the angry guy sent a fist but Kim did nicely to parry it. 

"Enough!" She roared out of curiosity, moulded her share of the brawl and landed her delicate fist on his jaw, all who saw this were mavelled at the manner of which James banged against the vehicle and stayed that way. 

After much ado he focused his fury on his new opponent but was rendered powerless. she kissed him the second time.