Chapter Seventy-sixTristan's POV Somewhere along the line, I stop protesting. She makes me lean closer for one, and in another, she sticks her tongue out at the camera while I stare at her like she's completely insane.Which, to be fair, she probably is.By the time she's finished, she has taken enough pictures to document an entire vacation.“Give me my phone.” I say, reach for it. “One second.” Andrea continues scrolling through the pictures while I relax against the seat, assuming she's still looking at the ones we just took.Then I realize where she's scrolling.Oh, fuck.My entire body immediately straightens.“Andrea.”She doesn't look up. “Hmm?”“Give me the phone.”She scrolls again, and her eyebrows slowly begin to rise.No, no, no.“Wait.” I reach for it, but she immediately stands and moves away. “Hey!”“What is this?”“Nothing.” I immediately reply. “Just give me my phone.”“No.”“Andrea.”She scrolls faster, her eyes moving between the screen and me. Then she stops.Lo
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