Chapter Thirteen: The Trip

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When I heard the voice I immediately closed my door and got dressed. I take a deep breath before heading to the bathroom to brush my teeth, taking my time hoping to drag out the time. When I finally have no more teeth to scrub I head out to say good morning.  As I step into the kitchen where my aunt is busy making coffee for the buzzkill, a loud roar has me heading to the porch. My jaw nearly hits the ground when I see the beauty standing next to my mustang. "Is that a Suzuki M109 Boss?" I yell over the roaring engine. Jared pulls his helmet off nodding before he switches it off. I walk closer admiring the black goddess standing in front of me. He smiles proudly. "Ris, you might want to wipe your mouth." I stick my tongue out at him. A throat clearing behind us has me turning around. Josh

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