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Laine looked at him. “I took this job with the magazine for the pay raise, but it’s also part of my journey to be more assertive and confident.”

The tension dispelled, Steve kissed her palm. “How assertive are we talking about?”

She lifted herself out of her seat, hiked her dress up, then swung her leg over his lap and straddled him.

“That’s pretty assertive.”

Laine grinned. “When you want something…” She traced his bottom lip with her finger. “Or someone…”

Eyes wide, he slid his hands up her sides. “I don’t want our first time to be in a car,” he said without much conviction.

Leaning down, she tongued his earlobe. “Sometimes assertiveness is all about the timing.” She pressed her hips against his. “And this isn’t our first time.”