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Sophia passed Kat to Donna then nodded. “I think we’re ready too, I guess we should get going,” she took Gabe’s hand and gave it a squeeze. 

Gabe pecked Sophia’s lips and squeezed her hand, then led her outside. He stopped and stared at an orange mustang. “Oh my god, Jake. You drove my fucking car?”

Jake laughed and nodded. “I did. Is that a problem?”