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Running Away
Waking I plan the day, messaging Trevor I smile. I drive to the shop, walking around I grab what I need to. Walking to the car I quickly stuff the bag so it is hidden away. The knocking causing my body to jump, the door opens, turning I look at Damon.
“What are you doing here?” I look at him, his eyes settling on the bag.
“Just picking up something for someone I know that is all.” I glance to the bag in his hand.
“Okay, well close the door please.” His head shakes, my hand reaching for the door as he stops me.
“What is that for?” I watch as he points towards the bag.
“For a date I have tonight, now move before I scream.” I grab the door watching as he moves out the way. Slamming it I drive home and get dressed. Walking to the bar I sit down, I have a few hours before Trevor gets to the hotel room. The plan is to plan, I need to know what he knows about the area. Giving directions on a bike won’t be easy.
“Can I get you another?” I glan
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