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Hans doesn’t say anything at first, but I hear the steering wheel creak under his grip. “Have you slept with any of the men going to Mexico?”
“My coworkers?” My face pulls into a disgusted expression, and I see Hans glance over to catch it. “No.”
“You sure?”
He’s trying to be a pest, so I drop my voice and do my best impression of him. “Watch the attitude, Grizzly Bear.” I can hardly hold in my laugh at the look on Hans’s face. “So you can dish it out but you can’t take it?”
He shakes his head while he turns onto our street. “Grizzly Bear?”
“You started the whole animal thing.” I shrug. “And if you’re gonna prowl around all gruff and angry…”
“Gruff and angry,” he repeats slowly.
“Like a bear,” I confirm. “But then I guess when you’re being all sweet and stuff, you’d be more of a teddy bear.”
Hans slows to a near stop as we reach the spot where our driveways meet the road. I almost think he’s going to pull into my driveway first to drop me off, but then he turns down his.
Okay, so no front door service.
He presses a button on the dashboard, and the garage door ahead of us starts to open, but he parks the truck in the driveway rather than pulling into the garage.
I unbuckle my seat belt as Hans turns off the engine. “Thank you again for the ride. And for putting up with my parents.” Hans turns toward me but doesn’t say anything. “If you’re serious about bringing me to the airport tomorrow, I need to leave at like five thirty.” My smile falters. I hate getting up early. “But if you don’t want to, that’s okay. I can totally figure it out.”
“Cassandra,” he says in that grizzly tone.
“Okay, okay.” I lift my hands. “You’ll drive me.”
Neither confirming nor denying, Hans opens his car door and starts to climb out.
Alrighty then.
Jokes on him when I start ringing his doorbell at five in the morning to make sure he’s up.
I turn to my door and reach for the handle.
Then I shriek as large hands grip me under my armpits and haul me backward across the long bench seat.
“Hans!”
He stops when my butt is right on the edge of the seat and my legs are stretched out straight in front of me.
“That’s two,” he says against my ear.
My breaths are coming fast now.
Hans slides his hands down my sides, then around to my stomach, hugging me with my back against his front.
“When are you gonna learn that there are consequences for being a brat?” His voice on my neck causes my skin to prickle.
“Hopefully right now.”
Teeth graze my ear, then Hans drags me the rest of the way out of the truck.
My heels automatically dig into the seat, trying to stop my fall. But I don’t fall. Because Hans is holding me.
My legs drop down in front of me, but I’m too high up for my shoes to reach the ground.
Excitement flares inside me.
