To Fox, having a single beer and staying to the back roads wasn't a bad decision. Alright, so it wasn't the worst decision that he'd ever made. He did it so often and a single beer didn't affect him at all. But if it made Astrid happy, and gave him a better chance a getting into her pants later, he'd skip the beer tonight. Though one day, he'd get her to lighten up.
"Have you ever had a drink? Or are you one of those girls who thinks alcohol is made by the devil?" Yes, she had agreed to flirt, but Fox was not quite feeling like it right now. Maybe in a couple minutes he'd turn the charm on. For now, he'd almost gotten used to just having a conversation with her.