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“Towing,” I say. “It’s a hard job, day and night.”

“Hm.” He steps into the apartment, followed by Maksim. That cheeky dimple is back on his face, just in time to make fun of me. “I suppose someone’s gotta do it.”

He takes my hand, helps me out of Eli’s death trap on wheels. My heart somersault whe...