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He extends his arm, and I take it.

“Where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise.”

I pout a little. “I really would love it if you’d tell me.”

He grins down at me, his dark hair falling in his eyes for a moment. “I know you’re in the dark a lot lately, but I want you to enjoy not knowing what’s to come.”

“That’s very philosophical of you.”

Spencer laughs. “I’m a man of many mysteries, Miss Davis.”

“Not so much.”

He tilts his head. “Is that so?”

“Yes, you’re not very mysterious. I know you just as well as I know myself.”

“Well, considering you don’t know yourself all that well lately, I think I know you better.”

“Do you now?”

“I do.”

I shake my head with a grin. “You’re cocky, I’ll give you that much.”

“I’m confident. Big difference.”

“Okay, how about a wager?” I challenge.

“About what?”

“That I know you better than you know me, but it has to be pre-memory loss stuff. I’m talking about the things that are in our pasts that you think I don’t know and vice versa.”

“You’re on. What’s the wager?” he asks as he opens my car door.

I hold on to the top of the door, leaning my head on it as I smile at him. “If I get more than you, then you have to kiss me again.”

“That’s one way to get me to lose. Besides, this is a date, so aren’t I obligated to kiss you at the end anyway?”

I giggle. “Okay, fine. If I win, you have to tell me one thing about my life in the last three years that I don’t know.”

“Anything?”

“Anything.”

I could push my luck and try to get him to tell me something specific, but really, so long as it’s more than I already have, I’ll be happy.

“And if I win”—Spencer rests his hands on either side of mine—“then you have to go on another date with me.”

“Isn’t that customary to ask at the end?”

“Maybe I’d like to go in knowing I’m already winning.”

God, I am in so much trouble. This is every damn fantasy I’ve had all coming to fruition. Here he is, flirting with me, talking about kissing me, and planning another date. I want it all. I wish this were my life instead of just a day of fun.

“I don’t know if that’s all that fair,” I say, moving just a smidge closer.