My own person

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Raphael I hadn’t accepted Jesse’s offer to drive us, instead I had slid into the car and taken my Duchess out on a midnight adventure. Sitting in the front seat beside me, she hadn’t stopped smiling. She looked downright gleeful as she looked out of the window. Having her fill of the outside scenery, she turned to face me as she said, “It’s nice.” “Yeah? What is it?” I asked, my one hand going to rest on her thigh. She placed her soft palm on the back of my hand and replied, “This. You and I, in a car.” Then her eyes widened as she asked, “Is this what a long drive with your own person is?” I kept my eyes on the road ahead as I asked quietly, “I am your person, huh?” One second she was sitting on the passenger seat and the next second she was climbing over my lap with her legs on eith

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