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wreck of tangled fiberglass and metal which meant, of course, her bloody crushed-under-thousands-of-pounds-of-automobile-where-she-bled-internally-for-an-hour-before-someone-tried-helping-her-but-to-no-avail death—Julia texted Jacob to distract herself. Hell, it was that or get down on her friggin’ knees and pray. But she’d given up on serious prayer long ago after her mother had died. Besides, she knew Chase wouldn’t do anything stupid. She hoped.
    So text Jacob it was. She’d been so shocked that he was back in town. He’d come to her office surprising her and they’d decided to go out the next night.
    -- So what’s up my long lost lovah?
    -- Heading to Binghamton since you won’t let me spend the night w/ you
    -- Oh, go buy a hooker… I hear they’re cheap up that way too
    -- Cheap? Don’t be calling my mother cheap!
    Julia barked out a laugh at this and felt the car jerk hard to the left before Chase corrected it. What the hell? He’d better keep his eye on the road or she was going to have to share her thoughts with him and they weren’t going to be all warm and fuzzy.
    Chase’s mood now took a huge nosedive. She could sit back there laughing, probably texting Hyena Boy, yet he had to keep himself together. Real fair. She’d distracted him so much with her sudden laugh, he’d almost run into a car to his left. All right, damn it. Enough of this emotional roller coaster bullshit. He had to get focused. Get her to her apartment then get his ass home, drink a beer then study.
    -- You know I wouldn’t talk about your momma that way. I know she only charges high-dollar
    Julia couldn’t help but snicker out loud at this as she hit “Send,” and damn it if Chase didn’t swerve the car again.
    “ You know those driving lessons they offer down at the DMV? The ones that keep you from driving like some just-got-his-license-taxi-driver-who’s-probably-going-to-kill-you-right-before-you-say-hey-buddy-you-might-wanna-watch-out-for-thaaaaaa?” She paused dramatically. “Might be worth looking into.”
    Smartass. He had to focus on his breathing, making himself stay calm because he was about to release a salvo on her that ’d rock the ages. His hands gripped the steering wheel, he clenched his jaw and he counted to ten. Fifteen times.
    As they pulled up to the Tower, they both thanked God the trip was over. Julia seriously thought of getting on her knees and kissing the ground when she got out, but she knew Chase was already in a bad mood for some reason, and she didn’t want to push him, so she let him off the hook… this time.
    But Chase wasn’t about to let this go. Not now. Not after he’d planned to put himself out there on her account.
    “ Last stop,  Princess ,” he said, narrowing his eyes at her in the rearview mirror.
    Julia’s head snapped up. Oh, he did not  just go there. “I’m not a fucking princess,” she said, glaring back at him.
    “ Oh, no? Could’ve fooled me.”
    She kept the glare going. “Whatever,” she mumbled, turning to get her briefcase in hand.
    “Yeah. Whatever. I guess that’s your usual M.O.… you’ve got a boyfriend, but can’t help yourself  by trying to seduce the hired help, huh? That give you some kind of thrill?”
    What? She was fuming now. “I did  not  try to seduce you! As a matter of fact, I think it was  you  who grabbed  me !” she seethed at him.
    “ Really? Of course. Yeah. I do that shit all the time… hit on all my clients ‘cause that’s how I roll. Hell, I’ve known you’ve wanted me since the first day you saw me. But you were too high and mighty to give me the time of day,  Princess . What? Afraid to get your hands dirty by slumming it with poor college boy?”
    “ Well, I never!” Julia hissed. She got out of the car, slamming the door.
    He followed her lead, getting out of his side and slamming his door as hard as she had. “Yeah, that’s the word around the garage, Princess ,” he spat, walking around to her,