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When he drew back, he looked smug. Like he’d done exactly what he’d set out to do. Taking hold of her hand once again, he drew her toward the back of the store.

“What . . . what was that about?” she asked as he started whistling.

“What was what about?”

“That kiss.”

“You didn’t like it?”

“Of course I liked it. I’d have to be dead not to like it. Even if I was dead, I’m certain that kiss would have reanimated me. But you said something was wrong. That kiss helped?”

“It sure did.”

“And you had to do it in front of those strangers?”

Jack stopped and smiled down at her. “I sure did.”

Men. Would she ever understand them? Did she want to?

Maybe they needed to be all locked up for their own good. Or therapy should be made mandatory.

If you have a dick, go talk to the Doc.

Hmm. It had a ring to it.

“Come on. Let me show you the surprise.”

“Is it something I want?” she asked.

“I think so.”

He led them to an elevator. When they got in, she shut her eyes and started counting.

“Baby? What’s wrong?”

“I don’t like elevators.”

You’re fine. You’re fine. It’s not that small. You can get out. You’re not trapped.

She knew it was silly, considering she liked to hide in bathtubs. But in there, she felt in control.

In the elevator, she definitely didn’t.

“Come here.” He held her against his chest for the whole two seconds before they came to a stop and she heard the doors open.

She was such a wimp.

“Sorry,” she told him after he led her out of the elevator.

Grasping her chin, he tilted her face back. “Why are you saying sorry?”

“Um, because I have a ridiculous fear of elevators?”

“Ridiculous?”

“Yes. It’s ridiculous. I know they’re safe. It’s just . . . when I was about four, my sister shut me in an elevator and I didn’t know how to get out. I didn’t know I needed to push the buttons and the doors would open. I screamed and cried, and it wasn’t until someone else came to use it that I was able to get out.”

“That fucking bitch.”

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