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Natasha

The car ride was uneventful. After I gave him my address and he entered it into the GPS, it was pretty quiet the entire ride except for asking about the reading festival. His jaw was clenched and I noticed he’s flexing his huge thighs, alternating between the left and the right. Hmm, maybe it's something he does when he is annoyed.

“I wanted to apologize for freaking out when my car was hit,” I blurt as I notice we’re getting closer to my street.

“Don't worry another moment on it.”

Quiet again. Okay, this is getting a little awkward. I probably should have just taken an uber I think while I find myself staring at his profile. He really is a nice looking man. I wonder why he isn't married. Maybe he is but doesnt wear a ring? Maybe he has a girlfriend? Maybe that's why he’s acting so professional? That's it. He has a girlfriend. I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up. Of course he's taken. He's not going on and on about his health issues, so that alone makes him a catch