“Did she have a cheat sheet with her?” “She didn’t need one,” I muttered as I pressed a button and rolled up the windows. “She had every bleeding code memorized.” “Oh god,” Gibsie groaned. “That is so fucking sexy.” I pointed to the passenger door. “Get out of my car.” “I’m not thinking about her like that.” He laughed as he swung the door open and climbed out. Yeah, he fucking was.
