(Jasmine's POV) Jack and I arrived at the arcade, and after we got out of the car, he held my hand, locking it with his. My face flushed red. "Shall we?" he said, and I nodded my head in delight. With his hand locked in mine, it felt like we were a couple. A couple—that sounds so fascinating. Trust me when I say I didn't want this moment to come to an end. I'll forever stare at my hand because Jack held it. His palm was soft on mine, sending butterflies tickling in my stomach. We entered the arcade. It wasn't crowded, but there were people about our age. "Have you been here before?" he asked, his thumb caressing my hand. I don't know if he did that on purpose, but whatever it was, I loved it. "No, I haven't. This is my first time here," I answered. "You don't go out?" "Going out isn't my thing. I prefer sticking with my bed." "But you are here with me," he said, and I bit my lip. I'm not the outgoing type, but I can be one a few times if that's what it'd take to spend time wi
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