can't take it

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Johnson's pov.
I drove for 4 and a half hours, letting her sleep.

I couldn't take it anymore, I'm done driving. I pulled into a nearby hotel, and stopped the car, and paid for the room.

"Brayleigh?" I whispered, shaking her softly. She opened her eyes.

"Yeah?" She squinted.

"We're here." I laughed.

"Oh okay. Let's go." She laughed back.

We walked into the hotel suit, which was extravagant. White carpets lined the room. A white furry couch sat right in the middle of the room. Glass bowls sat on the table. And a sliding door opened into the patio.

I walked over to the giant king size bed, and pulled my shirt off, leaving me I'm sweats. I jumped in the bed, and sat as brayleigh took off her shirt, and jumped in bed wearing the sports bra and shorts from earlier.

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