"Get in the car. Now." His voice is low, dangerous. "Why? So you can insult me again?" He rolls his eyes, throws his jacket over your shoulders anyway. "Nah. I’m gonna kiss you ‘til you shut up. Then maybe we can go back to hating each other after." His hand’s already on your jaw. "You’re the worst." "And you suck more. Now c’mere."
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