The rain had stopped, but the air still carried that fresh, clean scent as we left the greenhouse. Emily’s hand was warm in mine, fingers loosely intertwined like she was still deciding how much she wanted to hold on. After our first real kiss, everything felt different, lighter, but also more fragile.“I should get you home,” I said quietly, not wanting the night to end. “It’s getting late.”She nodded, but didn’t let go of my hand. “My bus should be coming soon.”I hesitated, then squeezed her fingers gently. “Let me drive you. No big deal. I just… I don’t want you waiting alone in the dark.”Emily looked up at me, searching my face. For a moment I thought she’d say no, her usual careful instinct kicking in. But something in her eyes softened.“Okay,” she whispered. “But just to the corner near my building. My parents…”“I know,” I said quickly. “I won’t make it complicated.”The drive was quiet but comfortable. Emily gave me directions, her voice soft as the city lights passed by.
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