“Oh my gosh, I am so sorry,” the half-haired woman poured out of her car gushing in embarrassment. “Is it bad?”
“Well it will definitely leave a scratch,” He said peering at the damage.
“Oh my! What will we do?”
She waited a bit thinking he would say more and trying to assess the damage herself. When he didn’t, she looked at him and said, “Is that all you’re going to say?”
“What else is there?”
“I see. Well, I’m running late and obviously we’re building up more traffic. Can I just apologise for this and we’ll go on our merry way?”
“You want to just apologise? You don’t want to fix it like you’re supposed to?”
“You aren’t exactly saying much so I don’t know what you want me to do.”
“Offer to fix my car.”
“I really don’t want to, to be perfectly honest.” He started to laugh but she continued, “Besides, if we weren’t on this stupid slope there would barely be any damage. Why didn’t you honk and warn me that I was backing into you?”
Other drivers had begun to hoot and yell at them to get off the road.
When he didn’t respond to her, she yelled, “Well?!”
“Oh was that a serious question?”
She was at her wits end by this time. Of all the ill luck she had to run into this weirdo. Now she was running late and she had to pay for repairs on his stupid car.
“Fine, I’ll fix your car. Where?”
“No, that’s alright. I have a guy. Just give me your number, I’ll get in touch with you with the bill.”
“Really? Really?” She really couldn’t believe this was happening. This man was actually going to get his car fixed and then call her to give her the bill. Chivalry would turn over in his grave if he could see this.
“Fine,” she said when he just stared at her. She gave him the number, entered her car muttering under her breath. She made quite the dramatic exit but not in the way she wanted. She tried to just zoom off but with the traffic and with other cars cutting around them, she couldn’t get back into the road. She suffered insults from many other drivers as she tried to force her way in.
He watched her from his car smiling. He knew he had successfully rattled her cage and it filled him with such glee. He had an easier time getting back into the flow of traffic than she did and when he pulled up beside her and motioned for her to go in front of him, she snarled at him. He couldn’t help but laugh.
She watched him in her rear mirror laughing at her and it really got her goat. He was so cocky, the moron. All calm and cold and talking to her like she was a dimwitted child. She knew guys like him. She had been with guys like him. She hated guys like him. It was just her luck that he would have the upper hand over her in this situation. She would definitely get it back when he called her with his stupid bill. As the road freed up, she looked at him in her mirror one last time and stuck her tongue out at him. He raised his eyebrow and her stomach jumped. It didn’t help that he was quite attractive.