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“It isn’t so far but then you’re not driving very fast.”

“I’ll take you out to Devil’s Rock Raceway sometime and open her up. That’s Levi Chapman’s new venture.”

“Levi’s racetrack? I’d heard Levi Chapman was building a racetrack in Whiskey River. I didn’t know it was finished, though. You’ve never offered to take me there before.”

Levi, besides being a billionaire inventor and part owner of the airport, had recently built a private racetrack for his cars. Nate didn’t know how many cars Levi owned but it was a lot. The track was available for his friends to use at a discounted rate. But the regular rate was very reasonable for a private racetrack. Levi was nothing if not generous. Levi knew all about Nate’s car and had invited him to come out to the racetrack whenever he wanted.

“I was never supposed to be dating you before.” Not that he’d taken any other woman out there, but Damaris didn’t need to know that. “I’ll let you drive her.”

She stared at him in disbelief. “You’re going to let me drive Iris? No way.”

“Yes, way.” He’d named his car after Iris, the fleet-footed goddess who was a messenger of the Olympian gods.

“You never let me drive her before. What gives?”

“I thought you deserved a reward for helping me out.”

“I do but I never figured you’d let me drive your baby.”

“Do you want to or not?”

“Of course I want to. I can’t believe you’re going to let me drive Iris on the racetrack.”

“Not on the racetrack. But I’ll let you drive out there and back if you want.”

“You’re afraid I can’t handle her on the racetrack?”

He glanced at her and grinned. “If she was a horse, sure you could. But since she’s a car, and a very powerful one at that, nope.”

“Killjoy.”

“Take it or leave it, babe.”

“I’ll take it. Dude.”

He pulled into a parking space on the Square, across from Booze’s, and they got out.

“What’s the plan?” Damaris asked as they walked to the bar.

“What plan?”

“The plan for tonight. You know, to get the beauty salon talking.”

“I figured we’d wing it.”

“Wing it? Don’t you think we should have a plan of action?”

He stopped and looked at her, giving her a slow perusal from the top of her head to her feet, and then back up. Smiling slowly, he said, “I’m sure I’ll think of something.”

Chapter Four

That’s what worries me. She hadn’t missed the way Nate had looked her over. In fact, it had sent a thrill of awareness up her spine. Damaris knew Nate had been attracted to her in the past, but she’d figured those days were long gone. He’d taken her friend-zoning him in stride. Maybe she’d been wrong. She shot him a considering glance, but he wasn’t looking at her. He was staring at a woman walking toward them. A very beautiful woman who Damaris had set him up with just a few weeks ago. The woman he’d promised to call after their date. And hadn’t.

Amaryllis Johnson. She’d perfected the sexy pout. It didn’t appear to be working on Nate, however. Damaris tried to squelch the blast of relief that brought her. Of course he’s not going to act interested in her, dummy. He’s intent on pretending to be into you.

“Nate, I’m so glad I ran into you.” With a frown she looked Damaris over. “Hello, Damaris.”

“Hi, Amaryllis.”

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