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“I’m a big girl,” I sniped, finally meeting his stare. “I can take care of myself.”

“You were in a bar, alone and drunk… not exactly what I call taking care of yourself.”

Glancing away, I pressed my forehead against the cool glass, my eyes shuttering at his words. There was so much anger in his voice. But what I couldn’t figure out was his motivation.

“I should take you home,” he said, and I wondered if he noticed I flinched at that word.

Home.

I still didn’t know how to truly feel about that.

Twisting around to him, I laid my head against the seat and said, “Just a little while longer, please.”

“Peyton…” He let out a heavy sigh.

“Please.”

“Ten minutes.” His lips thinned with disapproval, a contrast to the small smile gracing my lips.

“Thank you.”

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