Page 28 of Mr. Dangerous

"Put that hometown hero madness to work in ourfavor?"

"I asked you to cut that out," hechided.

I smacked the steering wheel with my hand. “I should be home where I can dealwiththis!”

He leaned back in his seat, sliding his sunglasses onto his face. “Sorry to be a distraction,” hedrawled.

“It’s fine.” I felt embarrassed by my explosion. “You’re myjobtoo.”

Rob didn’t respond to that. I glanced over, but I couldn’t read him in profile; his big jaw was set as usual, those kissable lips pressed together, and his eyes were hidden by those mirroredaviators.

He was amystery.

I wished I knew how to be amysterytoo.

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