Three to Get Deadly (Stephanie Plum 3)
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Morelli let some smile creep into his voice. “After the hamburger I could show you my garage. Did I mention that I had a garage?”
“Not until now.”
“Well, I have a garage, and I know a game . . .”
Oh boy. “I think I know this game.”
The smile spread to his eyes. “Yeah?”
“It has to do with . . . transportation. Trains and such.”
“I've learned some new routes since the last time we played,” he said.
And then his lips brushed the nape of my neck, sending a jolt of fire straight to my doodah.