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I grabbed my purse and the to-go box before following him outside.

His car was low to the ground, and even though I was short, I felt like I had to perform contortions to get in there. I had no clue how Trace managed to duck his six-foot frame inside so easily.

“Am I going to see you again, after today?” Trace asked, glancing at me out of the corner of his eye.

“I don’t know,” I answered.

“I want to,” he confessed, looking at me through thick sooty lashes.

I swallowed. Trace wanted to see me? Trace, with his cocky smile, and those lips, wanted to see me, after today?

It didn’t seem possible.

I was plain old Olivia who no one ever noticed. I was a wallflower. A nobody.

But Trace noticed me.

In fact, he saw me.

“I’d like to see you, again,” I admitted.

That cocky grin graced his full lips. “Good.”

Trace parked his car in the same spot as it was before and we walked around to the front of the building. I was surprised to see that Luca and Avery weren’t still against the building. Maybe they had moved onto the hood his car. I really hoped they were done, if that was the case.

Luckily, they were sitting inside the small office that was attached to the garage, and all their clothes were in place.

“Avery!” I called, waving her over. “Let’s go!”

“Wait,” Trace grabbed my arm and a shiver skated up my spine. “What’s your number?”

I rattled off my cell phone number and he entered it into his phone. “I’ll call you,” he let go of my arm.

“Okay,” I smiled, hoping he would but believing deep down, that he wouldn’t.

Avery made her way out of the office, making sure to sway her hips in a tantalizing rhythm for Luca’s benefit.

I rolled my eyes at her and unlocked my Ford Focus.

“Thank you again,” I told Trace.

“It’s not a-”

“Problem, I know,” I interrupted him.

He grinned as I climbed into my car. Before I closed the door, I heard him say, “I’ll see you soon,” and my heart soared.

Avery got into the car, grinning like the Cheshire cat. I gave her a look to keep her mouth closed, as I backed out of the garage, praying I didn’t hit anything. It would be like me to get into an accident while I was still at the mechanics.

Luckily, I managed to get out of there without making a fool of myself, and poor Avery was about to jump out of her skin.

“How’d it go? Did you talk a lot?” She asked. “Or…not a lot?” She waggled her perfectly sculpted auburn colored brows.

“I think it went good,” I told her, but in my overactive girl brain I was already over analyzing everything. “We talked and he took me to lunch.”

“That sounds promising,” she fixed her lipstick in the mirror. “Did you get his number?”

“No, but he asked for mine,” I bit my lip, hard enough that it s

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