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“You ready?” Carey asked

“God, yes” She stood fro car While the wounds were healing nicely, one wrong movement and the pain would take her breath away He offered his ar her ease into the seat

“Thank you” Being in this situation had taught her hu herself would be pointless and stupid Besides, it was adorable the way Carey fell all over hi to make sure she was comfortable

With the death of the two they’d labeled the Tarot Card Killers so force that compelled her to push to the brink of exhaustions had been yanked away The demons that carved out chunks of her soul had been faced head-on and dealt with Nothing like a near- death experience and regular sex with ht

Entering the car on the driver side, Carey started up the engine and pulled away fro lot

“Is yourwith me?” He asked

“No, she mellowed out I think Dad must’ve had a conversation with her”

“I can’t bla scared the shit out of her”

“Me too” She reached over the console and linked their fingers, resting her head against the back of the seat

“Where’s Clark?”

“He’s waiting for us at the apartment”

“You guys have so as it involves cake and just the three of us, I’ame”

He laughed “Trust ht now is share you”

She turned on the radio on low and relaxed, happy to feel the sun on her face and the wind in her hair Freedo, she hen the car came to a stop

“Home sweet home”