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I look at Dylan, and she’s gaping at her friend "Hey Matt, why don’t you try saying hi instead of cursing out strangers?"

"That’s Carson McClain" He turns to me "Which means you’re probably Silas Moore I a to help with the question I need to ask I turn to Carson "Youthem a ride, too? Just to my truck, and then I’ll take care of the rest"

McClain looks like he’d rather eat dirt, but he sht be a bit of a tight squeeze in the back"

Matt says quickly, "I don’t mind"

And the hero worship has officially crossed over into creepy territory

Dylan coughs lightly, but I’h "I’ll sit in the ain, harder, when she sees the look onin the middle If she tried to stick me by Carrot Top, I would flip my shit

Carson leads us back to Dallas’s ride, and I’oes to the opposite side of the car with Matt Before McClain cliirl in jail"

"Only I could"

Or I hope I can anyway

I pull er seat If I’d been thinking, I would have gone for the space behind Dallas because ainst the back of Carson’s chair I put that out of h, when Dylan slides in froht beside uy, though, and when he sits down she’s pressed all the way up against et his door closed well, and I shift, placingthe bench seat behind Dylan’s head to esin her scent

I don’t mind Not at all

Matt whispers another "Holy shit," and Dylan shoots , and use the oing to explain what’s going on?" she asks

Matt see on is that we’re in a car with the quarterback and running back for the Rusk football teahter I feel like I’"

Dylan looks up at me and she’s so close that her cheek brushes the inside ofher lips a fraction closer to mine and surveys me I wonder if this will help my chances I wait for her to comment on my position on the team, but she doesn’t Quietly she says, "Sorry Matt is kind of obnoxiously school spirited"

"Would it be weird for raph?" he asks