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friend’s knowledge of computers and computerized gadgets.
    Tyler rolled his eyes and put his palm on Kate’s shoulder like she was a porcelain doll who might shatter under his fingers. “Please don’t mind Kenny. He’s harmless enough.” He saw that she stiffened a bit at his first touch, but then relaxed and rewarded him with a warm smile.
    “I understand. Got friends who act the same way.” She wrinkled her nose but her eyes still danced. “They’d get the wrong idea and make a big deal too.”
    Tyler gave her a squeeze and then let his hand drop. Kenny was over by his Gremlin, had already popped the hatchback and opened both doors. The men put all the suitcases in the rear, while Kate slipped behind the front bucket seat on the passenger side. Tyler sat directly in front of her next to Kenny, and they headed west.
    Kenny was listening to oldies, and the music was so loud it sucked up the dead airspace. Gave Tyler time to think about things and strategize the next few minutes.
    Kenny’s dash was covered with glued-on dinosaurs and military action figures, a couple of felt-tip pens on end and a crooked hula girl. He had beads and a miniature Native American headdress dangling from the rear view mirror. His week-old stubble would barely cover the surface of his little fingernail, whereas Tyler’s beard would cover his entire face after only three days. Kenny’s skin underneath was pearly white, confirming that he spent the majority of his time these days in a darkened room in front of a computer monitor.
    Tyler turned down the music and leaned over the old Gremlin’s partially ripped black vinyl bucket seats. Kate appeared to be comfortable and slightly amused as she scanned the eclectic car. Looking at the plastic figures on the dash, she pointed, squinting at Tyler.
    Tyler leaned into the creaking bucket seat, angling to see her face. “Kenny’s an acquired taste, I admit,” he said. “But harmless as hell, which is why I like him, right Kenny?” He thumped his friend gently on the shoulder, careful not to distract his driving.
    “Damn straight,” Kenny sputtered. “I just tell people, ‘don’t fuck with me or I’ll get my Navy SEAL friend to come up here and whup your ass.’”
    Tyler rolled his eyes. “Great, Kenny. Appreciate that.”
    He’d been worried that the vehicle and Kenny’s Aloha shirt and state of hygiene had put her off, but she actually seemed to be enjoying herself. He couldn’t believe it.
    “I think you should buy yourself one of those Hawaiian shirts, Tyler,” she said. “It would look good on you.”
    She warmed him all the way to his toes with her smile. God, she had perfect white teeth. Her fresh face was so kissable.
    Kenny had a coughing attack, disguising an unmanly-like giggle. “See there, Tyler. I’ve got my shit together in spite of what you say. Lady knows her Tommy Bahama shirts.”
    Tyler cursed under his breath.
    Kenny winked at Kate through the rearview mirror and continued to rub it in. “For once you’ve got a looker, not like those librarians you’ve been dating.”
    Tyler wasn’t comfortable at all with that reveal. Yes, he had to admit to himself, he liked dating bookish girls who didn’t give him any trouble. And he found girls who read a lot had wonderful imaginations too, which certainly didn’t hurt in the sack.
    He stared out the windshield until he remembered they didn’t even know where they were going.
    “You have her address?” he asked, as he leaned his shoulder into the seat and peered over the top at Kate.
    Kate handed him a slip of paper she’d prepared. “That’s her address.”
    Under the address was a phone number. It wasn’t a Portland area code.
    “And that?” he said as his index finger touched the number.
    “My cell. Just in case.”
    Just in case, my ass. Just in case I can’t sleep tonight thinking about how beautiful you are. How nice you smell. How cute you look in the back seat of this old beater. Would I be