My stomach rumbles, and I lower myself into the back seat. “Will there at least be snacks?” “As much as you can handle, baby.” He slides in beside me and squeezes my thigh. “Somehow, I don’t think you’re talking about food.” He answers with a long, deep kiss. “You can snack on these nuts.” I draw back, ready to make a joke when he reaches into a drawer and extracts a jar containing almonds, hazelnuts, and pistachios.
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