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"I might be," he admitted nonchalantly.
She grinned, a playful look in her eyes. "Or like how you treated me more carefully than anyone else?"
"I'll do whatever I want," he teased. "My car, my rules."
"I will do that," he said. "Have fun with that."
"I realize," she said. "Like how you get fumble-y around people you like?"
"Pulling over takes longer," he said. "I don't want it to take longer."
"No thanks," he said. "I may have little faith, but it's still there."
"Of course," she said. "Only good things about you."
"I'm going to distract you just as much, if not more."
He smiled slightly, but it didn't seem true. "It can suck."
She grinned, kissing him again. "You're so important to me, you wouldn't believe it."
"Absolutely," he teased. "Payback for distracting me."
"It's okay," he said, looking down. "It's over now."
"I didn't you treated me more carefully," she said. "I just thought that's how it always was. I also never noticed any clumsiness."
He frowned, knowing that she was right. "Just wait."
"My last relationship didn't end well," he said plainly. "That's it."
"I just wish I had known," she sighed. "Besides, I thought it was sweet."
"If you can pull over, so can I. Besides, this isn't work."
"I'm nor defensive," he stated. "It's just confusing right now."
She folded the other blankets. "You were more embarrassed than I was."
