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“What kind of SUV is it?”

“Range Rover.”

“It’s nicer than my apartment and has more buttons than my computer! What if I scratch it? Or dent it? Or even crash it?”

“That’s what insurance is for.”

“But—”

“It’s cold, Dahlia, and you’re in a light hoodie. Plus, the longer Luc waits, the more likely it is he’ll try to sneak into Faust’s.”

“Fine.” With a sigh, she climbed in and adjusted the seat before starting the car. She reached for the radio before dropping her hand.

“Mess with whatever you want,” I assured her. Leaning in to set the leftovers down, I rubbed her thigh as I pointed out some of the important features she might need.

“Don’t you want your leftovers?” she asked, scrunching her nose as if she regretted it.

I shook my head. “I can’t take them in the car with Luc. Eat them and enjoy.” With one last light kiss, I closed the door and moved so she could drive away.

I climbed into Luc’s SUV, ignoring his glare.

“Harsh,” he muttered. “I sit around waiting for you, and you won’t even sneak me food. I see how it is.”

“Yeah, well Faust is still spitting after saying your name. I’m not about to get on his bad side.”

“That man can hold a grudge.”

“Well you did—”

“I know what I did, I know.” Pulling out, he started toward Amaric. “I’m guessing I don’t have to ask how things went.”

“No, but I know you will anyway.”

“Will not. I like her, and since she made it to the elusive second date, that must mean she doesn’t have the personality of a gelatinous fish. Are you seeing her again?”

“Tomorrow.”

“After?” At my head shake, his brows flew up. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

“What could go wrong?”

Luc chuckled. “I’d tell you, but it’s only a twenty-minute drive.”

He had a point.

Chapter Five

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Dahlia

This can’t be right.

I slowed down before parking at the curb. The section of the street was packed, the only available spot located in front of the ‘destination’.

How did I manage to mess this up?

To be fair, I hadn’t been lying when I’d told Theo his SUV had more buttons than my computer. It wasn’t hard since my ancient laptop had the bare minimum, but even if it were top of the line, the Range Rover would still have it beat. Accidentally changing the address in the GPS wouldn’t have been a stretch.

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