Denver watched her hesitate, his brows knitting slightly. "What's wrong? You don't Like it?"
"Not exactly."
Realizing she'd drifted too far into her thoughts, Hadley quickly forced a small smile. "I just didn't want your car smelling like soup."
"What?"
Denver arched an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. "A little sweetness in the air never hurt anyone, Hadley."
Caught off guard by his easygoing response, she let out a soft laugh. "Well, in that case, I won't hold back."
"Be my guest."
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