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my shoulder and start inching toward the door. “Emmy’s coming. I want you two to have a great time. I’ll just take the bus.”
    “I could take you.” Rhyson breaks his watchful silence for the first time.
    My traitor heart stutters at the thought of spending more time alone with him. Grady looks even less pleased about that suggestion than I should be.
    “No, I can do it.” Grady pulls out his phone. “Emmy will understand. I’ll just call her and let her know we’ll be a little later than I thought.”
    “That makes no sense. You have plans, and I’m free all afternoon.” Rhyson walks to the door, propping it open with his broad back. “Come on, Kai.”
    I look from Grady to Rhyson, unsure of what to do. If I take Rhyson up on his offer, I’ll make my class on time. Problem solved. But if I go with him, I might find myself knee-deep in one tall, dark, fascinating problem that I can’t solve.
    Rhyson raises both brows and cocks his head toward the driveway.
    “If you don’t wanna be late, we’d better go.”
    I glance at my watch one more time, as if it has the answer. My girls will be waiting. I can’t afford to miss this class because I need the money. I don’t want Grady missing his date. Should be an easy choice, but the way my breath keeps catching in my throat when Rhyson looks at me complicates the hell out of this situation.
    Screw it. Girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.
    “Okay. Let’s go.”
    I drop my eyes to the floor, and when I look up, a small smile plays around Rhyson’s mouth. He gestures for me to walk past him. Before I do, I lean up and plant a quick kiss on Grady’s cheek.
    “I’ll see you in a couple of days.”
    He nods, but fixes his eyes on Rhyson at the door.
    “Remember what we talked about, Rhys.”
    Rhyson runs his fingers through that silky, messy hair and nods, exchanging a look with Grady I can’t begin to decipher. I walk past him and approach the only car in the driveway, the silver Porsche Cayenne that was parked there when I arrived. I didn’t think much of it since there’s always a student, a producer, some friend visiting Grady. The SUV is gorgeous, but not over the top. No butterfly door in sight. It’s not a Ferrari or a Lamborghini Mercy. Maybe I’ve seen one too many episodes of Cribs . Or maybe Rhyson left his Lambo at home.
    “Nice car.” I buckle myself in, watching him slip on aviators and adjust his mirror about a millimeter.
    “Thanks,” Rhyson says, backing out of the driveway without looking my way again.
    I tell him where to find the studio. We should be there in less than twenty minutes, but the first five minutes feel like forever. We ride in complete silence. No music. No conversation. Not even a sigh from either of us.
    “So, did you and Grady finish what you were working on?” I finally ask.
    Why am I attempting small talk? Back at Grady’s, I was fighting what I felt, resisting the pull of him. Now that he seems to be doing the same thing, I’m stirring the pot. This is what girls do. But not me. Usually.
    Rhyson flicks me a glance before looking back at the highway.
    “Uh, yeah.”
    Okay. That was a dismissal if I ever heard one. This is what I wanted, and yet I already miss the intensity of his eyes on me. I miss his complete attention.
    “This car is kind of my namesake.”
    Really, Kai? You’re still trying ? But I can’t help it. Parts of me that have been numb for months are humming and buzzing every time he looks at me. Every time he talks to me. Even though I have my reservations, now that he’s withdrawn, I find myself drawing him back out just so I can feel those things again.
    He looks over at me, one dark brow quirked up.
    Damn, that’s sexy. And he’s waiting for me to elaborate.
    “I’ll tell you a secret.” I open and close the snaps on my cargo shorts, focusing on my fingers before looking his way again.
    “That’s unexpected.” One side of his mouth pulls up, but he doesn’t look my way