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The Second Love of Charlotte Dodd
Holly Kerr
Chapter One
The sound of the engine reverberates against the walls of the underground parking lot. Loud, but I’m so far past getting a headache from the sound of fast cars that it’s a mere buzz in my ears.
Besides, I’m having too much fun to care.
When we got to the theatre, I had parked in the lowest level of the parking garage, the farthest away from the exit. Ham only raised an eyebrow when I picked the spot and didn’t say a word as we took the elevator up to the theatres.
Ham knew that when the movie was over and I was hyped up on sugar and popcorn butter that I would want to race through the almost empty parking garage, pushing my little Mini Cooper to speeds it should not be driving in.
That’s exactly what I’m doing.
It’s quiet inside the car, save for the rev of the engine, and anyone watching would assume Ham is silent because he doesn’t want to distract me. Maybe. But I’m quietly racing my car around to distract myself so I won’t say the wrong thing.
What do you say when you accidently touch hands with your best friend, and end up holding it for the rest of the movie?
The hand that is now fisted on Ham’s lean, khaki-clad thigh.
“You shouldn’t be allowed to drive immediately after watching a Fast and Furious movie.” He winces as I come a little too close to the wall during my whip up the spiral exit ramp.
“It’s fun.” We burst out at the top, the night sky greeting us as I shift gears with the expertise of a NASCAR driver, which isn’t surprising since I’ve been trained by one.
Ham chuckles. “There should be a time limit. Maybe twenty-four hours to let the adrenaline dissipate. For the sake of other motorists.”
“Yeah? Who’s going to stop me?”
I’m not sure if Ham might actually be able to wrestle my keys from me—he stopped sparring with me last year, but I’m game for him to try.
As in, I’m game for a little tussle that might possibly end with me on my back on the ground, Ham’s long body covering mine, and that mouth that barks out orders hovering so close to mine that it would be impossible not to—
