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here.”  He quickly added, “But it’s the only crime I have ever committed.”  He grinned at her.
    He pulled up to her car.  “I can get your stuff so you don’t have to get out, if you’d like.”  He had started to feel a little uncomfortable talking about himself.  But she was easy to talk to.  He didn’t feel like he had to impress her.  But he did wonder about the goose bumps she got when he touched her.  Was that a normal thing for her?  Did she get goose bumps when men touched her?  Walter had laid a hand on her arm when they were leaving and he had not seen any.
    She handed him her car keys.  “Suitcases are in the trunk and a laptop.  My jacket is in the front seat.  Thank you.”
    “Sure thing.  We can take your keys over to the garage later.”  He hopped out of the truck.
    Later?  Was he going to stick around or drop her somewhere?  He didn’t seem like he would go and leave her alone, but then again, she knew nothing about him. One thing she knew for sure, she was not going to play damsel in distress.  But she had a gut feeling he was not going to leave her stranded and alone.  Was her gut being honest and hoping he was a good guy? 
    She wasn’t sure how she felt about being alone in a strange place and knowing no one.  And no means of transportation.  That put a damper on independence unless there was public transport available.
    She watched him walk to her car and retrieve her things.  Yep, he was definitely worth looking at.  It reminded her of a car commercial she had seen last night on the hotel TV.  A guy was bending down looking at a new car while some older women were checking him out and one of them had said something about a rear end event and the other one had said it was a year end event.  That guy had nothing compared to the man she was gazing at.  His well-fitting jeans looked just fine.
    As he slid back in after putting her stuff behind the seat, he looked at her, “Are you hungry?”
    She looked at the clock on his dash and realized it was lunch time and she was very hungry.  “Yes, starving.”
    He started the engine.  “Good, we can eat at the diner and then go check on your car.  That will give him time to look at it.”  He kept up a conversation during the fifteen minute drive into town and she was grateful.  She was not sure what to say and she felt oddly tongue-tied around him.  Usually she talked to everyone, stranger or friend.  It came easily to her but with him, it was different.  She didn’t understand why.
    When they pulled into the parking lot of a cheerful place called Sunshine Diner, he said before getting out, “They have great food here.”
    Before they got out, he plugged her phone in to charge it.  She murmured a thank you but was suddenly more interested in the food.  She really was hungry.
    He came around, opened her door and held out a hand, “Do you need a lift or a hand?”
    “Hand.”  She hadn’t forgotten his warm hand on her bare skin.  She took his hand and leaned on him for balance.  When he held out his other hand she took it and slid awkwardly to the ground, bumping into him. 
    Bumping was a mild term, maybe jarring was more like it.  Chest to chest, faces close.  He put his arms around her so she did not fall.  They stared at each other and Taylor felt like she could barely breathe.  So much for being graceful. 
    “Sorry.”  She said it very softly.
    Sean was having trouble concentrating.  He could feel her soft body against his as he looked into her soft brown eyes.  He stepped back.

Six
     
    The place was clean and looked like the typical idea of a diner with a narrow aisle, dark blue cushioned booths and a long counter with build-in light blue swivel stools.  The walls were decorated with pictures of sun lit meadows, a rainbow over a river, and sun streaming through trees.  She slid into a comfortable booth as he took the side opposite her.
    Their server was a pleasant and friendly older