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My sche just landed me a car ride back to Philly with Finn’s asshole brother, I type, sued

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The front door shuts and I glance up to find Saalking towards o for tall, incredibly fit irl does, ever It rabs my stuff and leads me to a small silvery blue sports car--a Porsche, I note with a roll of er door open forin the trunk

I slide into the passenger seat of the low-slung car as the door thuds shut behindthe opportunity to watch him as he crosses the front of the car His strides are confident, unhurried The fingers of his left hand skiht and reaches the driver’s side door

I suddenly feel uneasy, and I never feel uneasy

This car is too s cooped up inside the same ten square feet as him all the way to Philadelphia I justthis effect on me?

The door handle clicks and he’s behind the wheel, the engine purring a second later I watch him buckle hiht, oes on too long He’s staring at , apparently content to wait until he has my attention I turn my head andtall, dark and handsoht up with amusement as he speaks, which unsettles ht man for you?"

That’s why

Seventeen

Present

We exit the interstate at 30th Street and I sigh in relief We’re less than two miles froh at es the car into traffic