Girls' Guide to Flirting with Danger
 

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When Megan heard the beep of Devin unlocking his car, she finally took notice of the car he was headed toward. Low-slung, sleek and red.


As he opened the door for her, she let out a low, appreciative whistle. “Nice car. Divorce does pay well, it seems.”
“That it does,” he answered, then closed the door on any further comment she might have made.
Devin braced his hand on the back of her seat as he backed out of the space, and she got an unwelcome reminder of why this was such a bad idea. He was only inches away, and even the tiniest movement of his hand would cause his fingers to brush against the nape of her neck. Goose bumps rose on her skin and she fought back a shiver. The tiny sports car meant his arm brushed hers as he shifted gears, and every time she inhaled the familiar scent of his aftershave tickled her nose.
She had to get control of herself. “A red sports car—aren’t they supposed to be overcompensation devices for men who are, ahem, lacking?”
Dev’s smile was wicked in the half light of the car, and she knew instantly she shouldn’t have gone there. “I don’t remember you complaining about my lack of anything. In fact, you seemed more than satisfied with my compensation.”

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