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She was beautiful when she was all in a huff. He was suddenly fascinated by the rapid rise and fall of her chest. As she wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, little rivulets of water trailed down her bare arm. “Ben! ”
“What? ”
“I said, ‘Aren’t you going to help me?! ’” she practically shouted. Really, what was the point of having a boyfriend if he couldn’t even help her with a simple task like this? “Oh… okay. ”
Given that he was so much taller than her, he supposed it was only fair that he worked on the hard-to-reach parts of the roofs of both cars. It was just so much fun watching her…
Gwen was fuming. She couldn’t believe he was smiling. He’d been enjoying it, watching her plaster herself against the side of the car. She’d get back at him for that. As she continued washing her car, she considered and rejected several ideas. She decided she had to lure him into complacency, and then when he was sufficiently distracted and not expecting it, she would make her move. He wouldn’t know what hit him. It was silent for several minutes as they scrubbed. He finished the roof of her car and went back to working on his. She opened the passenger side door of her car and turned the radio on. Music always helped her think. …to be continued!