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Brandt had a really nice sports car, sleek on the outside and leather on the inside. The new car smell made me take a deep breath and settle into the bucket seat. He had a manual transmission, which meant he must have ordered the car since it was a newer model and they are all automatic these days. I thought he would drive fast because of the type of car he drove, but he drove at the speed limit. He was very controlled and I wasn't sure I liked that. I wanted to see Brandt out of control. Where did that thought come from?
I wasn't one to covet the bad boy, at least I wasn't until I met him. Now, I wanted Brandt for myself. I felt very possessive and I tried to examine why. We hadn't known each other long. What if he was a really bad guy? But no, I don't think my instincts would fai
