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"Yeah." He continued to hold her hand as he pulled out.
"Yeah." He continued to hold her hand as he pulled out.
"Joseph, drive with two hands," she instructed, trying to wiggle her fingers free. "I don't want to get into an accident."
"Fine." He let go and put his other hand on the wheel.
"Thank you," she said quietly.
After a while, they make it to her house.
It was modest. Simple. Suburban. Bridget opened the car door and walked to the front door, anticipating Joseph would follow her.
Joseph followed but stayed outside until he was given permission.
She opened the door and stepped in. Her gaze trailed behind her. "Come in," she said softly, holding the door open.
"Thanks," he said smiling.
She returned his smile and motioned to her living room. "Make yourself at home."
He nods and sits down.
(?)
(On the couch sorry…)
(Oh, it's fine.)
Bridget hurried to her room only to discover that she hardly had anything casual to wear.
Joseph looked at his phone 23 miss calls from Blake.
(Oof XD)
Bridget finally found a cute sweater, jeans, and boots. She looked at herself in the mirror, then took out her bun and shook her honey-colored hair free. It bounced around her shoulders in neat locks after a date with the curling iron. There. Now she looked… normal.
(DANG IT BALKE)
Joseph was on the phone with blake.
Bridget walked back out, then hesitated when she saw she was on the phone. She couldn't help but listen since he didn't see her yet.
"Can you stop…I'm not going to hook you up with her."
Bridget's heart stopped. No… don't think like that. It could be any other girl.
(What?)
(Wrong chat.)
(Oh, lol.)
He yelled. "I already told you no. Can you stop."
She watched him and continued to listen.
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