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My cock began to throb slightly.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God, I'm so terribly sorry!" Horror now filled her brown eyes. The woman clapped both hands over her mouth, but immediately lowered them after taking a deep breath. "I wasn't paying attention, just for a moment, and then..." She took another deep breath. Her breasts rose seductively in my direction. I hadn't seen a body like that in a long time. My cock throbbed harder.

"You have such a beautiful car, it's surely still like new and... I'm so sorry, really, it wasn't intentional, you have to believe me!" The brown eyes now looked quite desperate.

"No problem," I heard myself say.

No problem? Your car is ruined, Carter.

My car was ruined. But in return, fate had served me this woman on a silver platter. Unfortunately, I didn't have time now to take advantage of this opportunity that life had presented to me. I looked at my watch. I didn't want to be late for the appointment with Abigail's father under any circumstances. I had to convince him to give me the contract. Cameron must not triumph.

"I'm in a real hurry, unfortunately. Why don't we exchange numbers and call tomorrow to see how we can sort out this mess? I'm sure we can work it out. You might not even need to inform your insurance. After all, both cars are still drivable."

A questioning expression flitted across the woman's face. Then the brown eyes flashed gratefully at me.

"Oh really?" she made sure with a voice in which a slightly incredulous undertone fought with a small jubilation.

"Of course. I'm not a monster!" I winked at the woman.

We exchanged our numbers and I noted down the license plate of the dented Toyota.

I wasn't a monster.

But nothing came for free with me either.

Chapter 5 ~ Isabella ~

Speechless,Istaredafterthe departing Ferrari with its rather dented rear end.

What on earth had that been?

Or rather... WHO on earth had that been?

Dusk was slowly settling around me. A few cars drove past. Lights were coming on in the windows of the houses and skyscrapers surrounding me. People hurried by on the sidewalk.

I stood on the street next to my small, green, dented Toyota, feeling as if the world around me had become different than it was just half an hour ago.

The way that man had looked at me!

As if... as if I were something truly special. The stranger's gaze had triggered a tingling sensation in me that I'd never known before. I had been in love a few times in my life. Most recently with Owen. But I had never felt anything like this before.

I rubbed my eyes with my hand. The Ferrari was nowhere to be seen.

Had that really happened?

Slowly, I lowered my gaze to the phone in my hand. I unlocked it.

Carter Jenkins.

The name and corresponding phone number appeared on the display.

It had really happened.

I had never felt so strange before. So... special.

The impact I had felt in the car earlier seemed to still be reverberating through my body. Or was it something entirely different? My reaction to the attractive Carter Jenkins? I couldn't tell. Carter had disappeared too quickly.

I walked around my Toyota once, examining the car from the front. The bumper was pretty dented. Or had it been like that before? My car had been through so much that I couldn't say exactly which dent I had driven into when and where. I thought about the dented rear of the Ferrari. My stomach tightened unpleasantly again.

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