"Who changed my clothes? I don't remember doing it?" Fiona asked him in the morning when she realized that she wasn't in the same clothes as last night. Justin was rubbing his neck. Nervousness was written all over his face. "Um, well, you slept in the car, and I didn't want to wake you up. So, um, I changed you into my clothes." She blushed. "Oh, okay." She was the same color as a tomato. "Come on, let's get you something to eat," Justin told her. "I am really not hungry." She urged him to go ahead. "No. I can't do that, Fiona." He told her sternly. "You go ahead, and I will freshen up and come." "Okay, I will wait for you here." Justin knows what she was playing at, so two can play this game. "Fine, you are so damned stubborn," Justin smirked as Fiona huffed. He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the living area. Grace set the table for them. Suddenly, Fiona's phone beeped. After looking
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