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And once again she circled back to him. "Did they change the sign?" Even her voice was different, slower, more seductive. Adrian shoved his hands in his pockets to keep from reaching out. He did want to fight back either or hug her. "The Berge is the same as always," he said.

But Andrea shook her head, "No, it all looks different, it feels diff--" She blew out a breath and laughed. "Sorry, I was super sick the other day, must just be that." She uncrossed her arms and held them still at her sides. "You have my license?"

And here Adrian did the despicable thing.

The thing he'd been second-guessing himself about since he'd left his house. Putting on his most sheepish smile and hoping he looked repentant, he said, "I left it at home."

Andrea didn't bother to hide her annoyed expression. "You're joking, right?"

Adrian shrugged, "I didn't realize until I was almost halfway there. I didn't want to make you wait." She bit her lip and it was all Adrian coul