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chapter thirteen. hard launch, part two.
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Althea follows George through the Mercedes building. "I know you're tall but slow down, I have small legs!" she calls out as she pauses to catch her breath. "Not all of us can have long limbs."
He quirks a brow and she rolls her eyes. "Not like that. You're at work, keep your mind out of the gutter." she scolds as she catches up to him, elbowing him as she loops her arm through his.
He glanced at her. "How opposed are you to being in a car with me?"
"Depends. Is it like a race car? Because if it is, hell no." she glanced up at him. "I've been in a car with you before. A normal car." she adds.
"Mm. Tough shit." he says with a laugh.
"What do you mean?"
"You'll see." he says with an almost diabolical glint in his eyes.
"Whatever you're doing, I don't like it."
"That's fine."
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