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but my curiosity over the sports car and its soft leather seats trumped all reason.
    My mom waited for me inside the front door. “Is that Sam Anders’ boy?” She said it with awe, like they were deities or something.
    Of all the mornings for my mom to be home and awake, she picked this one. At least she could drive Bree to school which would free me up to go off with Hayden.
    “Yes. He’s driving me to school.” Just because they were probably the richest family in the state didn’t mean they had morals or integrity. Hayden was proof of that. It took more than a flashy car to impress me.
    “Are you dating him?” A hint of interest lit up her eyes.
    I found it sad that the possibility of me dating an heir to millions was what inspired my mom to have an actual conversation with me. Was it the money or did she have a genuine interest in my love life? Definitely the money. Otherwise, she would have been there for me last year when Blane dumped me and I lay curled up in fetal position, heartbroken and crying. I checked my anger. Telling her to stay out of my life wouldn’t do any good since she was about as removed from her children as a living mother could be. She’d never change. “No. We’re just friends.”
    “Oh.” She wandered off without saying goodbye.
    I scooped up my backpack, sweater and purse, then headed out to the waiting car. With each stride, my good sense warred with my anticipation of driving in a car so much cooler than my own. I slid into the passenger seat determined not to get gooey at Hayden, because he drove me to school in his epic ride.
    Hayden reached toward the keys then halted. “You want to drive?”
    My head whipped around. “Drive this ?”
    He laughed and got out. When he arrived at my side and opened the door, I didn’t move. “Scoot over.”
    I awkwardly scrambled over to the driver’s side. After adjusting the seat and mirror, I reverently touched the steering wheel with my fingertips. Baby soft.
    “It’s only a car.”
    “To you .” I took a deep breath, partly to ease my nerves and partly to bask in the glorious scent of the gorgeous yellow beast.
    “My mom’s a stickler for insurance. If you wreck it, the insurance company will get me another one. No big deal. Drive . Or we’ll be late.”
    I turned the key and felt, rather than heard, the low hum of the engine.
    “You want the top up?” Hayden reached toward the dashboard.
    “Dude, it’s a convertible.” I swatted his hand away. “Top stays down. Are you crazy?”
    He laughed. “Maybe a little.”
    I knew that already. “When everyone sees us arrive together, what are you going to tell them?” I glanced over to see him frowning. “You didn’t think ahead, did you?”
    “They’ll think the truth — that I picked you up. They can fill in the blanks if they want to. Who cares?”
    “That works for you, doesn’t it? They’ll assume we’re sleeping together. Feeds your ego,” I said evenly.
    “My ego is already glutted. Like I need another notch.” He snorted. “Trust me, hanging out with you does nothing to further my social life. But so what if they think we slept together? It’s not like you’re a virgin. And I don’t talk about the girls I date, so they’ll never know for sure.” He glanced sideways. I could feel him watching me, but kept my eyes glued to the road. “It might open some doors for you. Let it go, Tessa, and reap the benefits.”
    Now I felt dirty. How did he know anything about my sex life anyway? “Earlier this year, you told everyone about Heather.”
    He shook his head. “Only because she had it coming—”
    “Really?” I squeaked, appalled at his lack of compassion.
    “I wouldn’t have said a thing, but she spread lies about me. I had to set things straight.”
    “Whatever.” I concentrated on the purr of the engine and the smooth handling of the car. A few blocks later, I eased it through the gate of the chain-link fence and found a spot near the school