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It was dark by the time they were done.
The bags went into the boot of the car, and while Reign stood awkwardly beside the car, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
She was aware, all evening, of how easy this had been. How natural it had felt to walk through a mall together, picking out gifts for people she hadn't met yet. How she had spent three hours talking to him, really talking, and hadn't once felt the need to be careful about what she said.
That was new and comfortable, and she decided she liked it.
Dashiell opened the passenger door, and immediately they got in, and he pulled the car into a drive.
The city moved past the windows in golden blur lights, and Reign leaned her head back against the headrest and meant to think about the family meeting and the gifts and wha
