Before he could comment, she snatched the cigarette from between his fingers and ground it beneath her heel. “Nobody around here wants second-hand smoke, either.”
His blue eyes narrowed. “Still bossy, J.D.?”
She patted his unshaven cheek. “Come inside.”
He grimaced. “You know, there are twenty teenage girls in there.”
“Surely you’re not afraid?”
“Hell, yeah.” He practically shuddered.
She tucked her arm in his and tugged him toward the stairs. “Be brave.” She winked at him as if she’d had no reservations of her own about showing up there. “There’ll be cake and ice cream afterward if you’re good.”
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