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“Come in?” he asked Ashley as they parked in his driveway.

She didn’t hesitate, which relieved him. “Sure,” she said and climbed out.

His own exit took a little longer, and Ashley was waiting for him on the porch by the time he rolled up the ramp.

Nell took a quick dash in the yard, then followed eagerly into the house. The dog was good at fitting in her business when she had the chance.

“Stay for a while,” he asked Ashley. “I can offer you a soft drink if you’d like.”

She held up her latte cup. “Still plenty here.”

He rolled into the kitchen and up to the table, where he placed the box holding his extra meal. He didn’t go into the living room much. Getting on and off the sofa was a pain, hardly worth the effort most of the time. He supposed he could hang a bar in there like he had over his bed so he could pull himself up and over, but he hadn’t felt particularly motivated yet.

But then, almost before he knew what he was doing, he tugged on Ashley’s hand until she slid onto his lap.

“If I’m outta line, tell me,” he said gruffly. “No social skills, like I said.”

He watched one corner of her mouth curve upward. “I don’t usually like to be manhandled. However, this time I think I’ll make an exception.”

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Conard County: The Next Generation