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Bailey's pov

The ride was quiet but not awkward at all. It was strangely comforting.

Half way through the drive, Kaleb had placed his hand on my thigh. I had no intention of pushing his hand off, but I could tell he was nervous that I would with the tension I felt in his grip. However, as the time went by without me pushing his hand off, he relaxed and gripped me more firm.

" Where are we going?" I asked, sneaking a glance at him. We had been driving for an hour and he showed no signs of stopping any time soon.

I saw the quirk of his lips at the corner as he tried to resist a smile. " Hmmm, does nothing look familiar to you?" his eyes caught mine briefly before he brought his attention back to the road ahead.

I squinted out the window, trying to make out any signs that could give away our destination. Familiarity made me smile. I turn to him with a whip of my head, grinning widely. " Are we going to your parents beach house?"

Seeing the happy gleam in my eyes, Kaleb looked at me f