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Linking his hand with hers, Jace led her out the door to his car.

A sporty, obscenely expensive black Porsche.

“Looks to me like you’re doing a good enough job spending,” Vickie said as she slipped into the fragrant leather bucket seat.

He grinned. “I have a passion for speed.”

“Tell me about it,” she muttered to herself as he shut the passenger door and jogged around to the driver’s side. She glanced down at the bracelet on her right wrist. The sun glanced off the brilliant stones, casting speckled prisms across the gray leather dash of the car.

Darn it, she was beginning to feel like a princess. And that wasn’t an ideal she should let herself get used to.

“Buckle up,” he said as he slid into the driver’s seat and started the powerful engine.

She obeyed, glanced at him. “Do you plan to speed?”

“I’ll try to keep the shiny side of the car up.”

“I feel so much more comfortable now.”

He laughed. “Relax and enjoy.”

“Tough to relax when I’m crashing Sunday brunch at your parents’ house.”

“You’re not crashing. I called ahead, and Mom’s tickled to death.” He whipped the car into a tight turn and zipped onto the bridge. “Those were her exact words.”

“I’ve never been home to meet a guy’s parents before.”

“You’re kidding. Didn’t any of your boyfriends have families?”

She shrugged. “Guess not.”

He reached over and linked his hand with hers, pulling it over to rest on the gear shift. “Good. Not that the poor saps didn’t have families,” he said. “I like it that I’m your first.”