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lose all of that.
    My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it out.Dude, where R U? the text from Brett read.
    Leaving the house.
    Ok. Wanted 2 make sure U were up. Tana dropped me off here after breakfast with her mom & dad, so she has her car now. Britt is using mine 4 the day.
    Figured as much. Just saw her leaving with it. On my way. See U in a few.
     
    I pulled into the long line of waiting vehicles. Brett and I got out, handing the keys and a wad of cash to a soaking wet girl who was standing there with a clipboard.
    “Looks like we’ll be waiting here for a while,” Brett said. “Shall we try the food?”
    “Sure,” I replied absently as I scanned the busy parking lot looking for Brittney. I found her working hard on a sleek new Mustang while some guy leaned against it ogling the view. I figured he was probably the owner of the car, but it still irritated me for some reason. “There’s Britt.” I gave Brett a nudge and nodded in her direction. “Let’s go talk to her.”
    “Hey hottie,” I said, grabbing her around the waist as she leaned over a bucket of soapy water. She squealed before I set her back on her feet.
    “Chase!” She slapped me on the shoulder with her wet sponge, soaking my shirtsleeve. “You scared me to death!”
    I laughed. “And now you got me all wet. I should dump this bucket over your head.”
    “Don’t you dare!” She backed away. “Besides, it serves you right for scaring me like that.”
    “I won’t.” I grinned, noticing the guy was frowning at me. “Can you take a break, and come eat with us? Tana will be bringing her car any minute too.”
    “Yeah, they’re rotating us in and out. I need to go check and see if it’s okay if I do it now, though.”
    “Um, can someone finish washing my car at least? I paid good money for this,” the man said, appearing irritated.
    “Oh, I’d never leave without finishing, sir. Sorry,” Brittney quickly spoke up.
    I grabbed her sponge. “You go talk to your manager about lunch. I’ll take care of it.” I dipped it into the bucket, knelt down and started working. Brett grabbed another one and joined me.
    “I’d rather the girl take care of it,” the guy said in a huffy tone as Brittney walked away.
    “And I’d rather you quit ogling my girlfriend like she’s a piece of meat,” I responded without looking up from my task. Brett cast a surprised glance in my direction.
    The guy cleared his throat uncomfortably, but didn’t say another word as Brett and I finished soaping and rinsing the remaining bumper section Brittney hadn’t done yet.
    “There you go!” Brett said as we stepped away. “Looks like my sister did a good job on the rest.”
    The man glanced between us, grumbling something under his breath before getting in his car and driving away.
    “Pervert,” Brett muttered.
    “He’s old enough to be her dad. He was only here looking for some action.”
    “Well, at least they got his money, right?” Brett elbowed me, and we threw the sponges in the bucket.
    “I can go eat right now,” Brittney said as she returned. “But we’ll need to sit on the outdoor pavilion, because I’m not dressed appropriately to be inside, and I’m too dirty.”
    “Sounds hot,” I said as I glanced toward the building. Summers here in the Valley of the Sun were blistering.
    “It’s not too bad. They have misters to help keep things cool.” She led the way to the country themed patio. Several antique-bronzed metal tables and chairs sat under a ceiling of spaced, dark-stained wooden beams. Vines had grown from strategically placed pots, creeping around the posts and through the roof overhead, creating a nice canopy of filtered shade. Britt gestured toward a table for us. “This okay?”
    “Looks good to me,” I said, holding a chair for her before sitting between her and Brett.
    “So have things been this busy all day?” Brett asked, staring at the long line of cars backed out of the parking lot and down the side of