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even a couple guys, checking out Mitch as she walked with him. She rested her head against his strong arm all the way down the elevator ride to the parking garage. The limousine pulled up, and the chauffeur again opened the door for her. Mitch was almost grinning ear-to-ear when he got into the back with her.
     
    “He’s definitely checking you out,” Mitch said in a low tone.
     
    “Oh, please.” Betsy blushed. She wasn’t used to pointed masculine attention—but she didn’t often wear low-cut dresses. Or even make-up for that matter.
     
    “I’m serious, baby. He’s not going to be able to keep his eyes on the road.” Mitch scowled toward the front of the limo where the driver was, indeed, glancing in his rear-view mirror at them. “He’ll be spending the entire drive adjusting his mirror so he can look down your dress.”
     
    Betsy turned on her seat, toward her stepbrother, so her chest wouldn’t face the front. She didn’t know if she should scold the driver, ignore him, or flash her boobs at him.
     
    “He seems like a nice guy, but he’s really not my type,” Betsy whispered. “Too old. And I’m not into beards.”
     
    “He doesn’t know he’s not your type,” Mitch reminded her. “Maybe we should let him know that you’re spoken for.”
     
    “What do you—?”
     
    Betsy never finished the question because Mitch planted a kiss full on her mouth. Her eyes widened in surprise and her hands pushed into his rock-solid chest, but there was no moving the man.
     
    Her own stepbrother was kissing her in full view of the chauffeur. Did he know Mitch was her stepbrother? What must he be thinking?
     
    Mitch kept the kiss going for several beats of her heart, which grew quicker and stronger with each moment. He smelled wonderful and the strength of his body against hers was something she’d never felt before. She relented, letting him press harder against her, his tongue tickling her upper lip. He finally sat back, leaving her breathless.
     
    “Looks like we’re here, baby,” he murmured.
     
    Betsy didn’t realize they’d been making out all the way to the prom. That kiss had turned into an entire car ride, both of them completely lost in each other.
     
    The limo rolled to a stop and soon the chauffeur was opening the door for them. Mitch stepped out first. Betsy took several deep breaths before she emerged. Her knees were shaky, but she managed to walk with Mitch to the school gym. Several students called out to her, and a few girls looked stunned at the sight of her date.
     
    Once inside, Betsy got to work being a proper chaperone, although she kept getting distracted by Mitch, and she couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss in the limousine. Why did he do it? Why did she like it so much? It wasn’t just a joke to pull on the chauffeur. It was a full-on kiss that could’ve led to his hands up her dress if they hadn’t reached the school.
     
    Thinking about it made her jumpy. Mitch would slide up to her, often surprising her with his arm around hers or appearing with a drink or snack. She’d thank him and find the quickest excuse to move away from him. She wasn’t sure what to feel around him. She helped coordinate some of the games and did the usual patrols of walking around the gym to make sure there was no hanky-panky, drinking, or drug use. At one point Mitch, pulled her behind the bleachers for a quick slow dance. She tried to move back to chaperoning the prom-goers.
     
    “Mitch, I need to get back to work.”
     
    “Not just yet, baby. Let’s dance for a little while.”
     
    She wanted to ask him about what had happened in the limo, but his strong arms, his nice smell, and the soft music made her forget that—and everyone else in the building. She rested her head against his warm chest and danced with him until the song changed and she remembered she had to get back to the students.
     
    Nora Waverton, a senior Betsy had helped apply for trade school, chatted with her