"Road!!!" She screeched out.
I glanced back to the road swearing viciously, as I narrowly dodged around a vehicle left in the middle of the street.
Asia was giving me an accusing look and I responded hotly, "Hey, if you don't like my language, you're free to ride in the back and besides you're the only one Jesus is worried about in this truck, not me! So don't act like it matters what I say!"
"He loves you as much as He loves me!" She retorted back passionately.
"Oh yeah! Well He's got a funny way of showing it!"
"He started the truck for you didn't He!"
I pointed at her, as in reference to her being the significant part of that equation.
"He gave me to you didn't He!"
"I kind of like to think I made that deal for myself!" I said affirmatively.
She became really incensed at that and half turned in her seat to shake her finger at me, "Who do you think told me to give you Option B?"
I glanced at her only to see that her face reflected nothing, but the sincerity of the truth. "He told you to say that?" I asked doubtfully.
"Do you seriously think that being on the verge of being raped by a modern-day Hulk that I come up with the idea to pledge myself, my time and devotion and even my heart to said man and actually mean it!"
She had a point there I had to admit. "Why would He do that?"
She leaned over and wrote in the dust that lay heavy on the dash. "Because He loves you!"
I glanced from the letters to her and shook my head, "Even if He does love me, why would He shanghai someone good like you with a mixed up jerk like me?"
"How do you know that you're not exactly what I need in a mate?" She responded in a softer tone.
I glanced at her quickly, surely she couldn't be serious! She looked very serious, which set my temper off.
"Don't build me up to be something that I'm not lady!"
"That's fine by me, as I'm learning to like you just the way you are, minus the bad language of course!"
I looked at her then, when had my life become so full of commitments and faith of all things? I had been in the process of taking her against her will, when something unexpected had happened and now she was busy saving my soul, while I was busy falling in love with her.
"I'll work on the language." I said grudgingly, in as close to a concession with another human individual, as I'd ever come to.