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“Done.”

His head comes up in surprise. “That was too easy.”

“No, I get it. If the roles were reversed, I’d be freaking out, too. We’ll get it fixed, and if something happens to my car again, I’ll wait there, with the doors locked, while I call for help.”

“Thank you.” Some of the tension melts away as he hugs me again. “Now, let’s get you naked.”

“Naked?” I giggle when he reaches under my shirt and tugs it up and over my head.

“I have some adrenaline to work off.”

His hands turn me into goo as he works me over, undressing and exposing me, kissing and teasing me, and when he finally lays me down on the couch and covers me, pressing inside, I think I might go blind from the pleasure of it.

“Holy shit,” I mutter when we’re a pile of sweaty, panting flesh. “I should get a flat tire more often.”

“Absolutely not.”

“You know,one of the most annoying things about living in Huckleberry Bay is that it’s so far from everything,” I say the next morning as we drive through Newport to go to the cell phone store. “There aren’t manyeasyerrands we can run.”

“It’s a trade-off, that’s for sure.” He finds the store and pulls into the parking lot, cutting the engine.

“Let’s get this handled,” I say and walk in ahead of him. It’s early enough in the day that there’s no one waiting ahead of us.

“How can I help you?” A man with the nameJustinon his lapel greets us.

“I’m having phone issues.” I explain about not having service, and Justin heads straight for the computer to bring up my account. “Do I just need to replace the phone?”

“You canceled your service with us last week,” he says with a scowl.

“I absolutely didnotcancel my service.”

His face is lined with confusion as he taps some keys. “It says here that you came into this store on Wednesday afternoon and canceled your service.”

“I was in the woods on Wednesday afternoon,” I inform him. “But either way, let’s just get it set back up.”

“Sure, that should be easy enough.” But when he taps some more keys, he loses the smile on his face. “Actually, it says here that you owe about six hundred dollars in fees, and I can’t reinstate your plan without you paying that first.”

I stare at him, certain I just heard him wrong.

“That’s impossible.”

“No, there are fees for canceling before your contract is up, and given that you’ve had this plan for less than a year, the fees are high.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me. I didn’t cancel.” My heartbeat picks up at the thought of spending that much money on something I didn’t do.

“The computer says you did.”

“Okay,” Tanner says, cutting in. “We won’t be paying that today, and we will contest it. In the meantime, add her to my plan.”

Justin looks like he wants to argue with that, but then he just shrugs.

“Yeah, okay. I’m probably not supposed to, but I don’t care.”

“Can I have my old number back, please?”

“I’ll see what I can do.”

As Justin taps away at the computer, I’m reminded how freaking long it always takes at the cell phone store, and how much I hate it.


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