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JODY

Marcus volunteered to drive so I handed him my car keys and sat on the passenger’s seat.

His car was back at my apartment as I drove us to the date with my own car. We drove to my house in a silence he obviously wasn’t comfortable with as his eyes kept darting from the road to stare at me.

“Jody, is something wrong?” he asked peering into my face before turning to face his steering