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In a flash, she raced downstairs and tore open the door. She didn’t allow him to come in, though he seemed ready to cross the doorway. She just pushed past him and closed the door behind her. “Let’s go.” She sounded breathless, having raced down the stairs so quickly. She was lucky she hadn’t broken her neck since she was wearing midrange high-heel shoes she also hadn’t worn in years.

He seemed frankly baffled. “Are you—?”

“We should go now.” She grabbed his arm and started tugging, pulling him toward his truck. She realized she was acting crazy, and he was obviously concerned, but she was more concerned about getting him in the vehicle and away from her parents. As they reached his car, she heard the front door opening and said, “Let’s go now.” There was no hiding her insistence and hint of fear.

Bodie unlocked the truck, and she climbed in, not waiting for his assistance. Mentally, she was urging him to hurry up as he came around to the driver’s side. She glanced back at the fron