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Stacy stepped into his arms—into his crossed arms, because she’d gotten that part right in the darkness. She had to rise up on her toes to kiss him due to the additional separation. For a long moment he didn’t react…then she felt his smile against her lips. It was only there for a moment, but she found it very encouraging.
“You sure, Stacy?”
In answer she rested her hands on his arms and pulled them down, not releasing his wrists until they were headed around her and she could step the rest of the way against his chest.
Through his sister, he had promised her a challenging job, and he’d delivered. With the amazing quality of the Firebirds’ fleet and hiring a mechanic with Maggie’s skills, he’d promised safety. And for not being a total guy jerk—actually, not being one at all—that swe
