Tiffany got down from the car and gave her a bottle of mineral water. “Are you feeling better? Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Maybe you should sit in the front instead? You’ll feel better then.”
“That’s not a good idea, is it?” Tanya asked. “I’ve heard that a lot of people believe that the front seat of a man’s car should only be occupied by his girlfriend... You and Jackson won’t mind?”
Tiffany, ever insensitive, simply never thought of it that way. “What are you talking about? What are we? Do we have to nitpick over these things? I can’t possibly leave you feeling uncomfortable, can I? Stop talking and get in the car. You’re sitting in the front.”
Jackson furrowed his brow when someone else climbed into the front seat for some strange reason. “What’s going on? Why did you change seats?”
“Tan’s caught a cold and isn’t feeling well. She’s car sick,” Tiffany explained. “Let her sit in the front. It doesn’t matter who sits in the front anyway. The back seat feels really spacious to me. Start driving. It’s been raining so much over the past few days, it’s annoying. Why can’t we just have a heavy downpour and be done with it? Instead, we keep getting drizzles. It’s so dense. I only got down from the car and my hair’s all wet...”
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