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David glanced around and raked a nervous hand through his hair. “This isn’t the place to have this discussion.”

“No denial?” A grin tugged at Beth’s mouth. “Well, that’s progress.”

“Don’t get any ideas.” He pressed the remote and unlocked the car doors.

“Too late.” She laughed when he rolled his gaze heavenward, and reached for her door handle. And then he muttered something about the impulsiveness of youth. She stopped, thought a moment.

Impulsive, huh? She’d show him impulsive.

She opened the door, flung her purse onto the passenger seat, and then before he could climb in, went around the hood and threw her arms around his neck. He stumbled back in surprise, his hands going to her waist.

She smiled up at his shocked face. “How’s this for impulsive?” And she kissed him.