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“Can’t blame you.” Since they were glitchy, replacing them was a good idea.

“By the way, I found your hat, and I already packed it up.” With a sassy grin, Raven looked at Hayes. “I understand you were a total badass last night.”

“Raven!Oh my God, you did not just say that.”

With a grin, Hayes looked at Abigail. “Was I?”

“Anyway, thank you for everything.”

“My pleasure to help Abigail.” The two shook hands.

“Anyway…” Raven was back to business. “I’ll call the auto service and have them meet me in the parking lot. I’m sure the van just needs a jump.” She sighed. “Or to be traded in.”

“It’s already handled.”

Both Abigail and Raven turned their attention to Hayes.

He shrugged. “I took the liberty. I hope that’s okay?”

“But…” Raven blinked. “How? And, I mean, why?”

“First, I knew where it was and have a friend who was happy to help. It needed a new battery and starter.”

“How did you get in?”

“There was a magnetic key holder beneath the right rear tire well.”

“So much for that being a great hiding place.” Raven dragged a hand into her hair.

“As for your second question, I’d do about anything to make Abigail’s life a little easier.”

Her knees went weak. And Raven shot him an enquiring look before placing her hands on her hips and swinging around to face Abigail. “Girl, I’m holding your hat hostage until we get together to talk.”

She didn’t understand Hayes’s generosity herself.

“Again, thank you for everything.” Raven pulled out her phone. “How much was the bill? I’ll pay you right now.”

“I was owed a favor.”

“That’s kind but far too generous.”

“Abigail, do you want to tell your friend that she’s wasting her breath? Why don’t you bring the van around so we can load it?” Then, conversation obviously over from his point of view, Hayes removed his jacket and hung it from the back of a nearby chair before getting to work moving boxes toward the top of the stairs.

“What the hell…?” Raven demanded when he was out of earshot.

All Abigail could do was turn up her hands, silently saying she had no idea. “He’s a force unto himself.”

“Dom all the way through. Demanding and bossy.”

Delicious as well.

“I’m serious that I’m going to want all the details.”

Abigail needed someone to process the events of the last twelve hours with. “How about tomorrow?”

“Call me whenever, but yes. I’d like to get together. Maybe have a drink at a nice hotel and enjoy the holiday decorations and maybe some jazz.”

“Maison Sterling?” Abigail suggested. It was one of the most elegant hotels in the French Quarter. The drinks were so expensive that she only visited once or twice a year.

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