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become such a good liar? I’m the queen at lying to myself, but I don’t lie to others.
    Dr. Matthews gets to work. He has such gentle hands, it didn’t hurt at all. In less than thirty minutes, and five stitches later, I’m back in the passenger seat of Ruby. Aiden is again driving, I’m assuming he’s being true to his word to Max, and he’s driving back to his house.
     

Chapter 2
     
    Aiden
     
    I pull into the driveway at my house, push the button to open the garage door, and pull in next to my car. I almost feel like I need to apologize to my own vehicle for pulling this disgrace of a clunker up next to her. I get out, walk around to the passenger side, and help Savvy out of her seat. She stands up, then whistles between her teeth looking at my car
    “What kind of car is this?” she asks, wide-eyed.
    “This is a Tesla Roadster. She’ll go zero to sixty in three point seven seconds,” I say with a proud smile.
    “What’d you name her?” she asks.
    “What did I what?” I ask, confused.
    “What did you name her, the car, what did you name her?” she asks again.
    “She doesn’t have a name. It’s just a Tesla,” I reply, hitting the garage door button on the wall so it’ll close.
    “Just a car! Are you crazy? What’s the paint color called?” she asks.
    “Lightning green,” I answer, not sure where she’s going with this.
    “Let me think for a minute,” she says, following behind me. I open the door that leads into the hallway into my house. “Well, I can only think of The Green Lantern, and that’s a man. Your car’s a girl, so that just won’t work. Oh, I’ve got it! How about calling her Jade? That’s a pretty name, isn’t it?” she asks.
    I flip on the kitchen lights and set my keys on the counter. “My car doesn’t have a name, and it’s staying that way,” I answer her.
    “Well, maybe to you it doesn’t have a name, but to me and Ruby it does. I think Jade and Ruby will get along nicely in there, don’t you think?” she asks.
    I bite my tongue and look in the refrigerator. I’d really like a beer, but it’s two o’clock in the morning. I close the refrigerator and stand in front of the island where Savvy has perched herself on one of the stools. She looks around the kitchen and whistles between her teeth, again.
    “Hey, you wouldn’t happen to have any gum would you?” she asks. Now that’s one thing I remember about her. She’s always smacking gum between her teeth. That’s enough to drive a man to drink.
    “No, I don’t chew gum. I’ll just go get you a t-shirt that you can change into for the night. Give me your clothes when you’re done, I’ll throw them in the washing machine. You’ve got some blood on your shirt.”
    I walk into my bedroom, open a drawer, and pull out an old t-shirt for her. She’s pretty short; it should be just fine for her. I walk back out into the family room and find Savvy looking at pictures on the wall.
    “You have such an amazing family,” she says, touching the last group family picture we took just before my dad died.
    She wipes a tear from her cheek, turns around, and takes the t-shirt. I point to the bathroom and she slowly walks down the hall, stopping to look at each picture on the wall. When she gets to the bathroom, she doesn’t close the door all the way, and I can see her stripping out of her clothes. I know I shouldn’t be looking, but it’s damn hard to take my eyes off of her. She’s a stunning woman. She’s wearing a bright orange bra and matching panties. That’s not something I expected her to be wearing. Somehow I expected them to be red like her car.
    She takes all of her clothes off even her panties then puts on my shirt. Oh, fuck me. She comes out of the bathroom, walks straight to me and puts her clothes in my hands. She takes a seat on the couch, picks up the remote like she’s done it a hundred times before, turns on the television and starts flipping through channels.
    I go into the laundry