“I’ll take your number then.” He raised a brow, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “What if I don’t want you to have it? For all I know, you’ll use it to prank call me at one a.m.” “But what if the aliens come?” He huffed a laugh and reached for the door handle. “Tough luck, sunshine.” I scowled at his grin. Did he call me sunshine? “But we’re friends.” Brooks climbed out, and the look he wore was so intense, even wrapped in night’s shadows, I couldn’t find the will to move. His severe green eyes looked me over, his voice smooth. “You and I both know we aren’t friends.” He walked around the back
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