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“No.”I shake my head.“I’m not doing that.”
“Fine,” Bella mutters.
Outside, I slide into the truck and place the key in the ignition.And wouldn’t you know it.Toni must be in cahoots with Bella.She won’t start.
“Great.”I slam my hands against the steering wheel.“Just.Great.”Opening the door, Bella’s standing close by.“She’s on your side.”
“We women need to stick together.”
“She’s a truck, not a real girl,” I grumble.“A truck I’ll need to sort out when I get home tonight.”Otherwise, I won’t be able to get to work.
“Maybe you won’t be home tonight.”She raises her brows up and down.“You could end up in bed with one smoking hot Chase Ryder.”
“Mm-hmm.”I won’t, but I’ll let her have that.
