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"As hard as you possibly can. Squeeze it really hard."
"I'm going the speed limit," she said incredulously. "If you think I'm fast, you should drive with Aisling."
"Want to play a game?"
"Alright. Squeeze my arm, okay?"
"Why not?" she asked, raising one eyebrow.
"Oh. That. I forgot about that."
"I don't, really. I'm just pulling the glass out of your foot."
The wind blew through her hair and they took off, heading down the dirt road. "Do you know how to drive?"
"Name one thing."
His gaze flickered up to hers and he frowned, tilting his head. "Because I take glass out of your foot?"
She gave him a small, playful grin before starting up the car, revving the engine before they shot off.
"Not really..."
He looked up at her and leaned over, kissing her cheek. "Don't worry! I can fix it."
"It's worth it. Trust me. Get in the passenger seat."
"I just made a bird."
He began to work, his hand on her ankle. "This isn't terrible, Pen. Don't worry."
It roared to life and Lucy came out, grime across her forehead. "There! We did it."
"Why?"
"Of course," he reassured her, setting her gently on the bed and pulling her foot into his lap.
The car began to growl and sputter as there were creaks and clicks while she worked. She kicked her feet slightly while she worked, humming under...
