A surprised laugh escaped me. “Is that so?”
“Mm. I get turned on by a girl who does her research.”
Warmth fluttered in my stomach. “That might be the best compliment anyone has ever given me.”
He tilted his head with a smirk. “So I should stop buying you fancy cars and just tell you how smart you are?”
“Something like that.” I traced the edge of my wine glass and smiled. “Why did you choose the Porsche 911 anyway?”
“When you were fifteen you said you wanted one.”
“You remember that?”
“Of course. I remember everything about you. I would have gotten all the other answers in that swimming pool trivia challenge correct. What your favorite Disney movie is—Lady And The Tramp. What your Hogwarts house is—Hufflepuff. How you got all your scars—hell, half of them were my fault.”
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