Blue Artemis watches me through the window of the car until I can't see him anymore. Something happened just as he was about to follow me. One second he'd been holding my hand and it felt...nice. He seemed so set on going somewhere with me to buy clothes and as much as I hate admitting it, I wanted him to come. I never did things like that with anyone. Honestly, I didn’t spend much time with anyone at all. Bucky hangs out with me for about an hour every night and although nice, it didn’t feel like eating with Artemis did. I feel surprisingly comfortable with him. We should have a level of comfort between us if we'll be married, but it felt easier than I expected especially since we don't know each other. Don’t get me wrong, the man has some serious personality flaws, but it’s nothing I can't handle. I've had to deal with my share of personality-stunted men. “Miss?” My mind had been too distracted to notice one of the men in the front seat had been talking to me. “I’m so sorry. Wha
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