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“Are you serious?” I whisper.

Down at the bottom of the paper there is something handwritten from Cutter to me.

Piper -

Just a battery. Pay me back when you can.

(No, I’m not trying to get into your bathing suit - even though you look cute as hell wearing that super tight swimmer’s bathing suit.)

Cutter

I toss the receipt to the passenger seat and I pull the lever to pop the hood on the car.

When I lift the hood up, I look at the battery.

It’s brand new.

So now here comes the million dollar question.

How did Cutter get my car started? How did he get the battery tested? How does he know…

I close the hood and get into the driver’s seat.

I’ll admit it - I bite my bottom lip as I gently place the key into the ignition, hoping the car doesn’t start. Yes, that would really suck for me and mess up another day of my life, but I kind of don’t want Cutter to have the satisfaction of being right.

I turn the key.

The car starts right up.

“Dammit!” I cry out.

I jump out of the car like it’s on fire.

“Stupid car!” I yell as I kick the tire.

“Sounds like it’s running fine to me,” a voice says from behind me.

I can pick out Dorothy’s sweet yet deep voice from anyone’s in the world.

I turn. “Starts right up. Which it did not do last night.”

Dorothy looks at Cutter’s SUV. For some reason I feel caught red-handed doing something wrong. All the way to the point of my cheeks feeling warmer.

“Brian was wondering about that,” Dorothy says. “Thought maybe you worked all night.”

“Yeah, right,” I smile.

“I told him you probably had car trouble.”

“Everything is fine now. Just a battery.”

I see Dorothy smirk. Her sweet, elderly face stood no match for her fiery eyes that screamed of being fifty years younger.

“What?” I ask.

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