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She rolled to her side and propped her head on her hand. “Not really. But I’m sure you are. You did all the driving.”

I shrugged. “Driving doesn’t bother me.”

I sat on the edge of the bed and stretched my legs out.

“Thank you,” Willow said softly, surprising me.

“For what?” My brows furrowed together with confusion. I couldn’t figure out what I’d done for her to be thanking me.

“For offering to come with me. For being my friend. For lots of things.”

“You don’t ever need to thank me,” I told her.

“Yes, I do.”

I nodded my head in response. Sometimes you didn’t have words.

I rubbed my hands over my jeans, suddenly feeling nervous for some strange reason.

“You can shower first.” I pointed towards the small bathroom, like she didn’t already know where it was.

“You sure?” She asked, making no move to stand.

I nodded.

She hopped up from the bed, almost bouncing as she walked over to her duffle bag.

She grabbed it up and headed into the bathroom.

While she was showering, I drove down the street to the Burger King I saw on our way in. I knew what Willow liked to eat so I didn’t even have to ask her before I left.

When I returned she was sitting on the bed, cross-legged, scribbling in her journal.

Her blonde hair was damp and the ends dripped onto her purple tank top.

I couldn’t help but eye the swells of her breasts and the endless miles of her legs exposed by her pajama shorts.

She looked up at the sound of the door and set her notebook aside.

“Food!” She cried clapping her hands together. “You’re my hero!”

Why did my whole body warm at those words?

“I was hungry, figured you were too.” I shook the bag and strolled over to her bed. I sat down beside her and stretched out my legs.

I handed her the bag of food and she began rifling through it while I set the cardboard cup holder between us.

“You remembered!” She cried, pulling out the pack of chicken nuggets.

“You always order chicken nuggets and fries.” I shrugged. “I figured that hadn’t changed while you were gone.”

“You’re too good to me.” She leaned over and her plump pink lips pressed to my cheek.

My heart stuttered in my chest.

What the fuck was happening to me?

“Nah, Will,” I shrugged, “that’s just what friends do.”

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