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Refocusing on Mr Angry Pants, I bent over the engine to see what he was doing He had one of those droplights, and I could see a portion of his face as he worked under the car He ignoredthat I could only hope actually needed ratcheting, because he was really into it His signature heat wafted up and around me I put my elbows on a shiny part and propped ?" I asked hiaze, so I let it drift over the front of the car to his spread legs, lean and powerful, his slim hps crafted to perfection, and his rock-hard waist, rippled and taut His T-shirt had ridden up to reveal several inches of deliciousness above his jeans, and my mouth watered in response
"Which part are youhe could be s I tended to rack up the shit-list points
He finally spoke, drawingwhat you think was "
That hat he was mad about? Wait, did he just say--? "What I think was your kidnapping? You mean, the baby that was kidnapped from the Fosters wasn’t you?"
He put down the ratchet and picked up another, equally foreboding tool "Yes, it was me, but I was hardly kidnapped"
I leaned closer to hiine "What do you ered into each other as I reviewed the case in my mind "I don’t understand You weren’t kidnapped?"
"Not that ti on her
"Reyes, please explain Were you kidnapped from the Fosters or not?"
"It doesn’t matter what I tell you You’ll take that information and do whatever you ith it You never think about the consequences of your actions"
"You are so wrong" I lowered myself onto my knees and bent to look at hiainst the thin fabric of his T-shirt as he worked "That’s all I consider I do what I can to help--"
"Strangers," he said, turning the wrench so tight, the car dipped again "People you don’t know You don’t think about the people who are closest to you What your actions could do to the "Do you think I don’t care about my family? My friends?"
"I think you care for too many You’re spread too thin You take on too much, risk toothe subject on purpose, bringing up an old argu "Reyes, were you abducted fro hard, he lowered the wrench and finally looked at ht "Yes I was"
"So, the Fosters are your biological family The family you chose to be born with on earth?"
"No" He went back to work, and I pressedfor patience