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"Sure," he answers. "Just keep your eyes on the road this time, huh?"

Damn sexy grin.

I roll my eyes, mostly at myself, and tow the dryer and cord to the opposite side. I mostly keep my eyes on my work. But every time I don't, he lifts an accusatory eyebrow.

When I come around to the front, I get even with him. Because I can look all I want now; in fact, I have to. But it's his eyeballs roving down the top of my blouse that are inappropriate.

And I don't do a damn thing to discourage him.


A/N: Looks like they're BOTH getting a little braver now... *grins*