He presses a button on the center console and takes control of the steering wheel. The car speeds up and suddenly whips around a corner. I grip Adam’s shoulder to keep from flying across the seat, and he puts an arm around my waist to steady me.

“Sorry.” I avoid looking at him, but I don’t let go. And he doesn’t either.

“Man, they sure don’t make cars like they used to,” Future-Adam says with a laugh.

The car takes another sharp turn, tires squealing on the wet pavement. Adam holds me in place, his arm tightening around my waist. Is Future-Adam driving like a maniac just so his younger self can cop a feel on me? Then again, I’m not exactly pulling away from Adam either, so maybe I’m just as guilty.

“Sorry,” I say again. I’m stuck on repeat, my brain fuzzy. Maybe because I’m burning up in this hot car. Or maybe because of the way Adam’s looking at me, like he wants to kiss me. This time I don’t want to punch him.

“All right, I’d better put it back in automatic before the police come after me.” Future-Adam presses the button again. The car slows down and Adam releases his grip on me.

Zoe and Trent are staring at us, and I want to jump out of this car and forget this moment ever happened. I pull away from Adam and try to move off his lap to escape his eyes and his lips and the heat between us. Zoe attempts to scoot over, but she only gets an inch closer to Trent, who’s already slammed up against the car door. There’s nowhere for me to go.

“Comfortable back there?” Future-Adam asks. I glare at him. Oh yeah, he’s definitely doing this on purpose. “Relax, we’re already here.”

The Aether Corporation building is impossibly tall, with black granite walls and sleek, silver windows reflecting the dark, cloudy sky. The car takes us down into an underground parking structure and parks itself in a spot labeled RESERVED: ADAM O’NEILL. The doors unlock and Future-Adam jumps out to open the door for us.

“Sorry about that,” he says and offers a hand to help me out.

I ignore it and hop out of the car, giving him a look that says, “I know what you were doing there.” But he just smiles and steps back so the others can get out.

Future-Adam leads us past rows of parked driverless cars to an elevator with the Aether logo. As we walk, he pulls something out of his pocket that looks like a thick metal pen, except there’s a red light glowing at the end and buttons along the side. He presses one of the buttons, and the light switches from red to green.

“What’s that?” Adam asks.