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Chapter 24

Leaning forward he turns the dial on the stereo to "Vice" from Miranda Lambert. Leaning his wrist over the steering wheel, his shoulders are tense, I can tell he's done talking about this.

Holding my dizzy head, I lie in the seat and let the song take me into a slumber.

Waking up to the familiar smell of home, I sit up in my bed. I'm stripped to a shirt and my socks, and I blush.

Did Max dress me?

Last night filters into my head like a bad movie. I threw up, on Max! How embarrassing.

"Quinn?" I call out, hoping she's the one that dressed me and not Max. Needing to vent to her about everything that happened last night. Not hearing anything, I slide my legs over the bed and step on something, or someone rather.

"Fuck!" a male voice hollers. I jump back on my bed and scream, my head pounding from last night's drinking.

"It's just me!" Max appears in my face, the darkness around him making him appear eerie. His hands grab at me frantically in an attempt to calm me. Realizing
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