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“Did you enjoy yourself last night?”
Carol froze and felt a hot blush sweep over her cheeks. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Maggie laughed and reached for a duffel bag that was on the back seat. A pile up of vehicles had stopped the group. As Rick, Glenn and T-Dog worked on clearing the road, most of the other adults had started scavenging in vehicles.
Most but not quite all. Carol snuck a look at Daryl. Sitting astride his motorbike, crossbow strapped to his back, his eyes were darting everywhere, watching for walkers, watching to keep the group safe.
As she looked at him, he suddenly cocked his head and looked back at her.
Carol’s blush deepened further and she started rummaging through the glove box.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she repeated.