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... r shut behind me.
The engine purred, and I sat there with my hands awkwardly folded in my lap, trying not to breathe too loudly because, apparently, even my oxygen intake decided to be self-conscious today.
He didn’t say anything, he just rested one hand lazily on the steering wheel, the other tapping rhythmically against his thigh like he was listening to music.
"Seatbelt," he finally spoke, his words snapping through the silence.
I fumbled to buckle up, pretendi ...
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