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down the sides of his face as he put the car in reverse and edged out of the parking space. Rolling up the windows, he headed for the exit, but his eyes were pulled to the left as the light turned red. There, at the bus stop, in the blaring late-afternoon sun, Verity and Ryan Gwynn stood side by side in the sweltering heat, waiting for a bus. And because it was a Sunday, Colt knew they could be there for a while.
    “Eyes forward. Don’t even think about it,” he muttered aloud. He stared at the red light through the windshield, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel impatiently as he willed it to change.
    His lips twitched when his eyes slid to the left again as if they had a mind of their own. And damn it if Verity Gwynn didn’t choose that exact moment to look over, her pretty face splitting into a grin of recognition as she waved at him. And fuck if his hand didn’t lift from the steering wheel and wave the fuck back.
    That’s all it took for her to sprint over to his window, standing beside his car with a heat-reddened face and sparkling blue eyes as she practically pressed her nose against the glass.
    He flicked a look into the rearview mirror as the light turned green, but no one was in line behind him, so he didn’t have an excuse not to roll down the window and see what she wanted.
    “Hi again!” she said.
    “Hey.”
    “I’m so glad I ran into you! I’ve been thinking about you nonstop since . . .” She dropped his eyes for a moment. Her bottom lip slipped between her teeth, and if that, coupled with her words, wasn’t the sexiest thing he’d seen in a million fucking years, he wasn’t sure what was.
    She shrugged, her face a little bashful when she looked up again. “I just mean . . . thank you. That’s what I wanted to say. Thank you so much.”
    Her words were warm and earnest, but it was her eyes that did all the talking. Soft and profoundly sweet, they scanned his face as if it were handsome, as if it were somehow precious, and he desperately fought the urge to lean closer to her.
    “No problem,” he said. “She needed someone to fill the, uh, the ADA job. So . . .” He gestured lamely with one hand. “Worked out.”
    “It sure did. All because of you.”
    Her words made him uncomfortable, and yet he felt an unexpected measure of relief when the light turned red again, trapping him in place just as a car pulled up behind him.
    “Well . . .,” he said, looking back at the light for a second before raising his eyebrows at her.
    She leaned away a little. “Oh. Yeah. You have to go. I just wanted to say thank you. You’re the kindest person I’ve ever met, Colton. I feel so lucky that you were here today.”
    She looked down, smiling at her small white hands on the windowsill for a second before raising her head and smiling directly at him. It was the sort of smile that started in someone’s heart and took over her face, and though he didn’t smile back, he felt something give way. As though her smile was the key to unhinging his defenses, he felt them drop as his mouth opened to speak.
    “You need a ride somewhere?”
    WHAT. THE. FUCK?
    The words escaped before he had a chance to think them over or give them permission to be said. What the hell was wrong with him and why the fuck couldn’t he make a smart decision around this woman?
    Impossibly, her eyes lit up even more. “You mean it?”
    No. He grimaced. How could he retract the offer now? “Uh, sure.”
    She searched his eyes dubiously. “But we’re all the way out in Decatur.”
    There it was—a chance to say, “Oh, well. Too bad. Take care.” But he didn’t. He fucking didn’t.
    He glanced up just as the light turned green. “It’s fine. Get in.”
    He shrugged, reasoning internally that Decatur was in the same general direction as Stone Mountain, where he lived.
    She gasped with delight, turned her head, and yelled, “Ryan! We got a ride! Come on! Before the light changes! Come on, now!”
    Colton leaned