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The car moves off again and I sit back trying to relax. It’s hard to do when every one of my nerve endings is on high alert. My legs are exposed a lot in this floaty dress, and I pull them in tightly against the seat, tugging the hem toward my knees sharply.
“Why all the secrecy?” I ask in attempt to interrupt the way he’s watching me. If I didn’t know better
