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Holy fuck, that was creepy as hell

In the next second, he decided he didn’t give a shit “You read my mind”

A slossed lips as she stepped forward to hand him the drink “Not really I saw you with your dad”

“Oh” He leaned his butt back against the front bulass, and downed half the contents in one gulp As the whiskey burned down his throat, he blinked in surprise at as left, then looked at her “Black Maple Hill?”

“It’s what you drink, right?”

“Yeah” But how did she know that? Was it , or was she that observant?

“Observant”

The single word answer to his silent question sent a shiver down his spine as she took a sip fro in her other hand

Shockingly, he felt a s at his mouth as he asked, “How many of those have you had?”

Her soft laugh in the cool night air gave him a shiver of a whole different kind “This is my one and only No more wine drunk for me”

“I’m happy to take you home if you need me to”

Her lips crooked up as she planted her butt on the bumper next to him “I’ll be fine”

She sat close enough for her shoulder to brush against his while she crossed her feet at the ankles Thinking of her ass against the buain

Tomorrow

Or, if he played this right—tonight