When I get to the driver’s side, I glance up the street to see their backs nearing the corner, but Taylor turns around to meet my gaze and blows a kiss, making me chuckle. I really, really don’t want to leave him tonight. So why should I? Who says the night must end because our friends want to go home? While Logan is distracted trying to put on his seatbelt with drunk fingers, I pull up our Delaware chat to send him a message. Me: After you drop them off, come get me? We can drive around in your truck and hang out. If you want. I don’t know why I was nervous that he’d turn me down because his
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