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“Dude, this is my car.” Cole reached to open the door, but it wouldn’t budge. “If you want to go, get in the back seat.” Rage motioned behind him. “Hell, no. This is my f*****g car.” He narrowed his eyes and extended his fangs. “What the hell?” Every nerve in my body was on end. “Don’t worry.” Rage whispered as he grabbed the gear stick and put it in reverse. “He’ll get in and get over it fast too.” “So you’ve done this before?” It surprised me that this might be a common occurrence. “Nope, but I was trying to make you feel better.” He grinned at me, and my body reacted inappropriately. The door behind me opened, and Jess climbed in. “You guys aren’t going anywhere, not without me.” “I sure hope so since you were the one who got me up this damn early.” I could’ve been in bed sleepi
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