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|| Victoria || He called when the sun had already gone down, and the sky was a deep, inky black. I picked up the phone with a furrowed brow, opening my mouth to say something sarcastic when his voice rang in my ear. "Victoria," Luke said, sounding breathless. "Yes?" "I'm outside. Get out here, grab a blanket, and let's go." "Luke?" I asked, through a laugh. "Are you crazy?" "No, Hemmings, but I am freezing my ass off. The truck's heating is completely broken. So hurry up, if you will." The truck? Luke still had his truck? Without a second thought, I said goodbye, rushing down the hallway and writing a note to my father, who was having a late night at the office. I snatched a blanket off of the couch and headed out of the door, where I saw the driveway wa
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