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My eighteenth birthday seemed like a lifetime away, but I tried to remind myself that each day that passed was one ether in all the e’d always dreamed of

“How did you get here?” he asked, inhaling the scent ofhis favorite drug

I squir over his engorged hard-on He groaned but lifted his head, his eyes narrowing on my face “Vi?”

“Hers down his jaw

“How did you get here, Violet?” he repeated, his voice lowering in warning

“Promise you won’t blow up”

“Vi,” he gritted out

“Shaw and I took Cannon’s car”

His nostrils flared “So, you and Shaho is only fifteen, drove that damn car over here?”

“She’ll be sixteen in a few ue

“She doesn’t fucking have her license yet!” he exploded Breathing hard, he set me on my feet and backed up a step “You put yourself in a car, one that could be considered a deadly weapon in the wrong hands, with soal to drive you behind the wheel”

“Shaw is a better driver than her brother who does have his license,” I reminded him

“I don’t like it when you’re in the sa any ” He scrubbed his hands over his face in frustration “You could have been in an accident Anything could have happened to you”

“Dramatic lare, and I grinned up at hi happened, and it won’t happen e go back”

“Fuck that shit You’re not going anywhere unless I drive you” He took hold oftoward the exit “You are too damn reckless with your life How am I supposed to concentrate on school and football when I’m constantly worried about you?”