QUOTE : With a rumble of his truck, Miles pulls away, and I exhale heavily. Turning on my heel, I walk up to my front door. “Hey, Dean,” I murmur, fishing out my keys and unlocking the deadbolt.<br /><br />“Hey, Kate.” Dean looks awkward as he scratches his fingers through his beard.<br /><br />I take pity on him and ask, “Want to come inside for a coffee?”<br /><br />He smiles. “Is it complimentary?”<br /><br />I pin him with a look. “For people who aren’t assholes, yes.”<br /><br />His eyes cast downward. “I won’t be an asshole, I swear.”<br /><br />“You sure?” I ask, gesturing down the road. “Nothing to say about Miles’s truck? Did you hear how loud that muffler was?”<br /><br />His brows lift. “I’m surprised you even know what a muffler is.”<br /><br />I frown at that comment. “Me too, actually. I guess some of my research has been sticking.”<br /><br />The corner of his mouth tips up into a smile. “I’ll be good, I swear.