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era ice blue Challenger.

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    “ A re you stalking me ?” I question with a half smirk, but continue walking along the thin line that separates the road from a foot-deep ditch.
    “I can imagine that’s exactly what this looks like,” he says with a light laugh, and waits for me to respond, but I’m more interested in avoiding temptation. “Need a lift?”
    “What brings you to this part of the sticks?” I question, opting to ignore his inquiry.
    “I’m heading home.”
    I stop dead in my tracks and turn to him. He presses his foot against the brakes and stops right next to me, staring at me the way I’m staring at him, except he doesn’t know why he’s staring.
    “Shouldn’t you be driving the other way?” I think back to his implication back at the game, that he wasn’t from around here.
    “No ma’am.” He points his finger toward the road ahead, in the same direction my house resides. “My house is right up the road.”
    “I’ve never seen you around here before tonight.”
    He grins and taps his fingers along the metal door. “That’s because I’m a transplant.”
    “Where from?”
    He tilts his head and bites into his lip. “The other side of the rainbow.”
    “Oh?” My brow furrows as I approach his car and lean against the window. “Have you seen Dorothy lately, because she’s terribly missed by her family back in Kansas.”
    “Nah.” He shakes his head as a beaming smile hitches from one corner of his mouth. “I’m from the other side of the river, and I’m from the other side of the country. I’m from everywhere really.”
    “That’s interesting.”
    There’s a brief moment of silence, but his gaze lingers on me. “Are you going to get in?”
    “I shouldn’t.” I sigh, take a step back and straighten myself.
    “Ignore the part of your brain that’s telling you that.”
    “It’s not the voices in my head screaming.”
    “Your heart?”
    “Yeah.” I nod. “Something like that.”
    “In that case, listen to your head.” He reaches down and shifts into neutral, with his foot applied to the brake. “Listen to the part of your brain that’s reasoning with you, arguing that it’s chilly outside and you’re not wearing a jacket.”
    “Fine,” I huff and slap my hand against the frame of the door. His eyes take particular notice of the ring on my finger for the first time. My heart pounds. I force a smile and rip the evidence away from his sight before stepping around the front of the car. I pause once the bright headlights are shining upon me, and find my eyes drifting to the beautiful, dangerous stranger before me, waiting for me to jump into his car so he can save me.
    The only problem is he thinks he’s saving me from the chilly autumn night. He’s not prepared for the truth, and the truth is that I’m in need of saving in every way one needs saved. That’s too deep to share with a perfect stranger, and it’s too dangerous to share with someone like him.
    He punches his fist against the horn, and though my vision is muddled from the lights blinding my eyes, I can make out faintly the way he throws his head back in laughter.
    “Come on,” he hollers. “Gas ain’t cheap.”
    I flash him a quick smile before making my way to the passenger door and ripping it open. I slide into the leather seat, and revel in the warm heat blowing from the vents. Once I’ve shut the door, I look to him to find him looking at me. He’s always looking at me. I hold my hand against the door handle, prepared to run at any moment.
    “Now, do you want to tell me your name?” he inquires and switches the hand that’s holding the wheel from the right to the left, freeing his right hand to shift into gear. “Or do you want to keep pretending like you’re nobody?”
    “Nobody’s good,” I say flatly, not prepared to throw the safety of anonymity in the trash.
    “Okay then, Nobody.” He pulls the knob of the shifter back, and into second gear. “Where we heading?”
    “Just