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Once Nathan is secured in my car, I take the wheel and drive away from Levi’s house quickly. The only thing I can think about as I take my boyfriend home is how stupid I was not to take that phone for evidence. My head hurts as fireworks blast left and right, distracting me from my speedy driving.
“Harreeeey,” Nathan whines, stretching his limbs out.
“Yes babe?” I answer him.
“Ooo ‘babe’,” he giggles, “so kinky you…anyway baaaaabe I would like some hot cocoa. Extra hot, with some extra hot marshmallows.”
“Ni, if marshmallows are hot, they’ll melt.” I chuckle.
“What?!” he exclaims, scrambling out of his seat, “you’re shitting me?!”
“Nope,” I take some humor into the situation, “they’ll melt away into your hot cocoa.”
“f*****g marshmallows, get it together,” he mutters under h
