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The week following that resistance meeting went by too fast for Sef. The blur of days had been fun as he’d helped Harper in the garage and then worked evenings at the bar. She and her brothers assumed he was desperate for money, but in truth he didn’t want to waste a second of his time with her. Yet he couldn’t ignore his mission to keep a close eye on Mason and Liam.
He couldn’t deny the magic he felt working on cars beside Harper. Primitive as they were, there was something to be admired about the rudimentary mechanics involved and how they had evolved to incorporate more electronics in newer models. She was more than proficient at fixing them, of course. He’d only studied enough to make a good impression. Sometimes she would talk while she worked, offering bits of trivia she knew ab
