CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE

KYLE

Ashley’s glare could’ve melted steel, but I just smirked, easing the car into park.

“Relax, Freckles,” I said, unbuckling my seatbelt. “This is just a date, not a hostage situation.”

She scoffed. “Feels like a hostage situation.”

“Then I must be a pretty damn good captor, considering you are...

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