QUOTE : You need a hybrid and a parking space the size of a runway.” A laugh slipped out as her gaze flickered over him. “That is not nice.” “Did you just snort?” “No.” She bit her lip, backing up again. Slowly this time, cutting the wheel. “Yes, you did. You totally snorted.” “I do not snort.” She hit the curb. A laugh escaped, finishing with a snort. “Oh my gosh. You’re drawing a crowd.” “I am not!” She laughed, looking around, hoping it wasn’t true. It wasn’t except for a teenaged kid who stood outside the coffee shop with a steaming cup and his phone, probably tweeting about bad women drivers. “The Harbor Tides is going to show up any minute.” “Stop it.” “Man dies of old age while waiting for woman to parallel park.” “Stop it!” It had been forever since she’d bantered with a man. It felt good. Like a big, warm hug at the end of a long week.