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Sky rested her arms on the roof of Kate’s car and gave her girlfriend an unamused look. “Kate, I love you, but you barely drove halfway down the street. I can’t always be the designated gay driver.”
Kate continued smiling as widely as possible. “And I love you too! I thought I could do it but you’re just such a better driver.” She quickly turned her smile into a pout and leaned her head on her elbow. “Besides, every relationship needs to be equally balanced with the gay driver and the gay passenger.”
















