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her.
    “You don’t mind if I just duck
outside and call him?” she asked as she took the paper from him.
    “Go ahead. I told him to expect
your call.” Tag shrugged out of his coat and moved in close enough he could
wrap it around her shoulders. “It’s getting cold out there. I don’t want you
catching a chill.”
    He watched as the tip of her pink
tongue flicked out to wet her lower lip, and it was all he could do not to drag
her into his arms and kiss away every trace of the soft coral lip gloss she was
wearing. He might have too, but then he remembered this wasn’t just any woman.
He wanted to do this right. Instead of moving in, he moved back a few inches
and her lips parted in a silent sigh that nearly broke him all over again.
    I’m
going to be a goddamned gentleman. It might fucking kill me, but I will be a
gentleman.
    “Thank you,” she said and gave him
a shy smile. Oh yeah. He could be a gentleman if it meant she looked at him
that way.
    “If you leave me the keys, I’ll
lock up down here and wait for you outside.” He held out his hand and she
dropped the keys into his upturned palm.
    “You might as well keep those. Once
we sign the paperwork this place will be all yours. I hope you like it here,
Tag.”
    “Oh, I think I’m going to like it
here very much.” He didn’t bother pretending that he was only talking about his
new home. When she blushed and ducked her head, he knew she’d gotten the
message. Jolena’s high heels clicked against the
flooring with every hurried step, the noise echoing in the empty space. When
the door closed he took one last look around and nodded. This had been a very
good day so far, and he knew just who to thank for it. He pulled his cell phone
out of his pocket and dialed up Nick.
    “Hey, Nicky.”
    “Hi, bro. What’s up?”
    “Looks like I’m not going to be
homeless after all. I owe you a beer. If you come help me move my shit to Jolena’s this weekend, I’ll make it a case and throw in
pizza, too.”
    “So she took pity on you, huh? I’m
glad. She came and asked me if you were really my brother and what sort of
person you were. Because I love ya , I lied and said
you were a fine, upstanding guy. Just…don’t mess with her, okay? She’s a
sweetheart, and she’s been through a lot.”
    “I’m insulted. First you fail to
tell me that the Jo you sent me to see is a drop-dead sexy little redhead with
a thing for classic cars, and now you imply I’m a jerk who might not treat her
well. I’ll have you know that I’m taking her out for dinner. I even wore a
shirt with a collar and buttons and everything, like a grownup.”
    Nick growled into the phone.
“You’re taking her out to dinner? Fuck! If you…just…you better be serious about
this. That girl is way too nice to be going out with a dog like you.”
    “I’m a dog? This
from the man who calls all his girlfriends by the same nickname, so he doesn’t
have to remember their real names?”
    “Takes one to
know one.”
    A thought crossed Tag’s mind,
threatening to darken his perfect mood. “You and she were never a thing, were
you?”
    “Are you kidding? Her dad
threatened me with castration by tire iron the first time he caught me flirting
with her. She’s more like family now.”
“Good.” Tag wasn’t sure why it mattered so much to him that Nick had never been
out with Jolena , but it did.
    “Besides, if she’d been with me,
she’d never go out with you. Once you’ve been with the best…” Nick trailed off,
laughing.
    “Fuck you, little brother. I’ll
talk to you later.”
    “’Night.”
    Tag tucked the phone away and
headed out, locking the door to his new home behind him with a feeling of
satisfaction. This was a damned nice place, and he was glad to have found it.
    The wind had picked up while they
were inside, and he could feel the first real chill of winter riding on the
air. The cooler air contrasted to the heat pouring off the area he’d had
tattooed that