"What in the ever loving fuck is this?" Ronan had nearly shouted when he'd woken up and realized what was happening. Yes, he'd been warned about this and yes, he'd almost expected his run of good luck to end but like this? That wasn't even fair
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If it had been one of his contacts from the Baltimore racing scene he was still trying to crack, he could have pretended to be 'Brian's girl,' but he'd never hear the end of it from the FBI if he went that route.
Brian considered his options for about three rings, then walked to the edge of the causeway and hurled his phone into the ocean. Gee, so sad that he lost it, he'd have to get a new one whenever he wasn't a girl any more.
That was when he noticed the kid.
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But, he'd looked over and caught the phone throwing and snickered. And then scowled at how different that sounded. His voice wasn't his.
"I think I might end up doing that this weekend too," he remarked, trying to ignore his voice now.
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Maybe having smaller hands would prove useful or something.
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Ugh.
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Didn't scowl for once. It felt strange on this face too.
"Wait. Teaching moment?" It took him a second, okay? "You're my teacher. Driver's ed. Right?"
If he wasn't right, he'd be shocked.
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Because he'd needed to do something. Something wasn't sitting in his room and thinking on his current situation.
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Sounded backwards.
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Talking about cars was normal. It was interesting and this guy knew what he was talking about. Distraction achieved. Maybe.
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