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keeping his eyes on the road.  “Shit, that came out wrong.”
    “Pull over.”
    “What?”
    “You heard me, pull the fucking car over.  I’m walking home.”  What the hell was wrong with me?  I didn’t want to walk home.  This man was making me crazy.  Or maybe I was just tired and still a little buzzed.
    “You’re not walking home.” 
    “I can’t believe I fell for your shit, Logan.  I have to admit, that last part, with the music, was pretty smooth.  I bet that gets the girls to your bedroom every time.”
    “What the hell?  Liv…I had no intention of getting in your pants last night!  I’m the one who stopped, remember?!”  He took a deep breath to calm himself.  We stopped at a red light, and I placed my hand on the door handle, ready to bolt at any moment. 
    He continued, “What I meant to say was…I’m sorry.  You’re right, I don’t know what happened last night…when we, you know…but it wasn’t my intention.”  He looked me in the eye and took my hand.  “I think you’re fun, Liv.  I had fun with you last night, and I really do want to be friends.”
    As much as I wanted to stay mad, he said exactly what I needed to hear, in exactly the way I needed to hear it.  I let it sink in as the light turned green and the car moved forward.  It took the rest of the drive home, but I calmed down and felt normal again by the time we pulled into my driveway.  I thought about our night together.  I had fun with him too.  In fact, I don’t remember ever feeling such a connection with anyone else.  Not even Melody. 
    “What was your intention, Logan?” I asked as his car idled in front of my house. “Why did you take me there?”
    He brought his hand to his chin and brushed it back and forth as he contemplated what he would say.  Then he looked me in the eye with a nervous expression.  “Please don’t take this the wrong way.  You just seemed a little…closed off.  I thought if you saw a little of my world, you would open up yours.”
    “Your apartment is your world?”
    A chuckle escaped him as he shook his head.  “I never planned on taking you up to my apartment!  You asked me about my family last night, and the first thing that came to mind was the shop.  My dad and I spent a lot of time there together.”
    He sighed, then his expression turned serious.  His eyes were intense, with sadness behind them, when he looked at me.  “I don’t know why, but I wanted to show you the Nova.  I haven’t taken the cover off it since…The last time I saw it was with my dad standing next to me.” 
    “Oh…”  I wasn’t sure how to respond to that, and for the first time since the bonfire, there was an awkward silence.
    “Hey, are we good?”  He gave me a hopeful look.
    “Yeah, we’re good.”  And it was the truth.
     
     
    Chapter Nine
     
     
    Logan and I really were good after that night.  Great, actually.  As the days passed, we began spending more and more time together.  We saw each other every weekend, and if we didn’t see each other during the week, we spoke on the phone or texted every day. 
    Some days he would pick me up after work and take me for ice cream at Milo’s.  Other days I would see him at Gavin’s where he and Gavin would work on their cars while I did my homework on the couch in the garage.  The more time we spent together, the easier it was to shake the attraction I had for him, but the electricity I felt when he touched me never fully went away. 
    I had mentioned to him one single time that I hated doing my homework in a quiet, empty house, and he had made every attempt since then to make sure that didn’t happen anymore, inviting me over to “study.”  His version of studying was working on cars or reading instruction manuals, while mine was actual school work. 
    Today, since I didn’t have to work after school, I had plans to go to his shop.  I hadn’t been there since the night I fell asleep on his shoulder,