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... d. "I’m driving you."
I blinked again. "What?"
"I’m driving you," he repeated. "That’s the least I can do."
"Dom, it’s fine. I’ll just grab a bus..."
"No," he snapped. "I’m not letting you stand outside at night alone waiting for a bus when there’s literally a tattooed psycho out there who might want you dead."
I paused, biting my lip. "Okay."
Dominic slowly leaned back. "One breath at a time, remember?"
I managed the smallest smile. "One b ...
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