“Are you saying you’ve never shown off with a woman in the car before?” “That’s not what I said.” “So, you have?” “When I was sixteen, probably.” That was a long time ago, yet I couldn’t stop a sliver of envy from finding its way to me. What girl was important enough to him that he’d shown off to impress her? I shook it off. “I’m marrying a Russo. Don’t you think I should know what it’s like before it’s too late?” The glance he cast my way was nothing but heat. “It’s already too late.” My pulse fluttered, but I forced a sigh. “It’s okay. If you’re scared—” He shook his head before the car
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