Pretend You're Mine: a Small Town Love Story
“Max had slipped his collar after spotting the beagle from three houses down running loose. She spent half an hour chasing them down, returning the beagle to a very grateful Mr. and Mrs. Scotts, and then carrying Max in a vice-like grip back to the house.
Luke had called a morning staff meeting and Harper wanted to get the latest numbers in front of him beforehand. Her hair was still damp from a very hasty shower and she was pretty sure she had missed a button on her blouse.
It wasn’t until she was dashing out the front door digging for her keys that she realized they — and her car — weren’t there.
Luke pulled the door closed, wrangling a travel mug and a stack of papers. “You’re riding with me today.”
“Where’s my car?”
Luke started down the front porch steps. “It’s at the garage.”
“Why the hell is my car at the garage?” She followed on his heels.
He sighed and turned to face her so they were eye to eye. “I asked Shorty to give it a tune up.”
“It runs fine,”
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