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... aching for the handbrake when she leaned back in, one hand resting on the roof, eyes locking onto mine.
"Want to come up for coffee?" she asked. "It’s been a while since we actually talked."
I glanced at the dashboard clock. "Uh... sure. Your place, or a café?"
"My place."
I grinned. "Bold invitation after accusing me of flirting, Ivy Komb. Am I missing a message here?"
She laughed, shaking her head. "Suck my ass. Just get out of the car."
I killed ...
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