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“What was that?” he asked, eyes following me as I searched for my keys.

“Some guy on Craigslist is getting rid of his portable heater, and I’m going to pick it up.”

I picked up a box of Pop-Tarts, moved over the fruit bowl that was starkly empty, and lifted a wad of flyers before I found the keys.

“Nope,” he said simply.

“Um. Yes,” I said, trying to move around him.

He blocked me with infuriating ease.

“There’s no way in hell you’re going to meet some guy off Craigslist at his house.”

“Why not?” I asked, hand on my hip in aggravation.

“Because Craigslist is full of perverts and creeps.”

“He sounded elderly.” I scoffed.

“Even better.” He snorted.

“Well, I’m not spending another night in this freezing house without it, so you really can’t change my mind.”

“Fine, then I’ll drive you.”

“What?”

“If you’re so set on going, then I’ll drive you,” he said, simple as that. “Let’s go.”

“He lives two towns over,” I said, hoping to show him how absurd he was being.

“So?”

“So, it’ll be a long drive.”

“Great,” he said. “We can admire the foliage along the way.”

“Don’t you have better things to do than drive me to some old man’s house to pick up a heater?”

“What can I say?” he said dryly. “It’s a slow day.”

“Fine.” I threw my hands up. “Whatever! But we’re stopping for coffee on the way there!”

I could’ve sworn I saw him smirk.

Chapter Thirteen

Will

Ishould’ve never put her in my truck.

But then again, it wasn’t like I had any other option. The girl was hellbent on going to the house of some creepy old man she met on the internet—as if our generation hadn’t been the first to be warned against such horrors—all in the name of saving a few bucks.

Clearly, she was severely lacking in the judgment department. I gripped the steering wheel, ignoring the way her floral scent filled the car.

She wasn’t speaking, and I was pretty sure she was pissed at me for forcing my way into chaperoning her excursion, but that didn’t matter.

I couldn’t in good faith let her go on her own. Even if I barely knew her.