When she hit the freeway, he
expelled a sharp, relieved breath and slouched into the tattered passenger
seat. “Okay, you can slow down now. We’re safe.”
She immediately let off the gas.
“Why do I get the feeling you’re leaving out a 'for now'?”
“Because you’re a smart cookie,” he
murmured.
“Don’t forget it, either, buster.”
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