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Maddie

I know you’re really stressed right now, but you can’t be all alpha on me.

Liam

I’d be less stressed if my girlfriend would tell me how much she loves me instead of yelling at me.

Then the jerk sends a smiley face. Damn him.

Inhaling a sharp breath, I let it slide.For now.

Maddie

You’re damn lucky I love you.

Liam

Always?

Damn him again.

Maddie

Always.

After a half hour of sitting outside and watching Tyler do God knows what to my car, I’m bored.

“Can I go inside yet?” I whine.

“Is your car fixed?” he counters.

“No clue, you’re the know-it-all.”

He chuckles as he messes with shit under the car. “Can you at least hand me the pliers?”

Releasing a breath, I get up and look in his tool kit. “What’s that?”

He chuckles again.

“Stop laughing at me! If I told you to get me a leotard, would you know what that is?” I fire back, digging around.

“Red handle with two grippers at the top,” he explains.

Yeah, that narrows it down. I grab two items that kind of sound like that. “Any of these?” I ask, lowering my body to where he is.

“Come closer,” he says. I inch farther. “A little more.” I go on my back and wiggle toward him.

“You’re an ass. I know what you’re doing,” I say with a smile. “Now I’m dirty.”

“Welcome to workin’ on your car,” he taunts, grabbing one of the tools out of my hand.

I watch as he messes with shit, and I’m intrigued. “How’d you learn about cars?”

“My grandfather,” he says.

“The one married to the grandmother who taught you how to cook?”

“Yep. Mimi and Pops. They practically raised me and taught me everything my mother didn’t.”