him, then back at the car.
“You’re serious?!”
My husband nodded. “I’ve been working on it for months with Mark from the shop down the road. We had to redo half the interior.”
That explained the late nights. The time he had spent out here. And the way he had brushed off my questions.
“You’ve been doing this the whole time?”
“Yep!”
I was beyond thrilled!
“I thought you were avoiding me!”
His expression softened. “Never.”
That explained the late nights.
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For a moment, neither of us said anything.
Then
