As he rolled down his window and pulled in the speaker, he wondered what tonight would bring. Would they only watch the movie? Would she slap him if he tried to cop a feel? Would they wind up in the back seat or stay in their own separate bucket seats? He was never good a reading faces, but he wanted to believe that her smile meant that he would probably not find out how the movie ends - or perhaps how it even begins.
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