I still can’t believe he’s in this car with me. Part of me expects him to roll right out of the door and onto the highway. He’d be like D.B. Cooper, but without the parachute. And the money. I don’t have that much on me. I reach over and lock the doors, just to prevent any mishaps or sudden urges he may have. I’ve never had someone run away from me before and I’m not looking to start now. “You locking me in? Do you spend your weekends kidnapping people?” Theo asks and I snort. “Puhleeze. If I was kidnapping you, you’d be in my trunk. Tied up.” He coughs a little and eyes me. “You’re a strange
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