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“No, he’s right. I do need to put some weight on.” She didn’t like how thin her body had become since being with Paul. She used to have a full figure with curves and an actual chest.
She was now convinced Paul wanted someone to keep under his thumb, to mold into the perfect little Stepford wife.
Deacon made a sound deep in his throat, and she smiled. She was comfortable in the company of these strangers, these men who commanded the attention of a room.
That realization scared the shit out of her.
“I took a run this morning to your car and grabbed your bag.” Deacon said after swallowing a mouthful of food. He pointed, and she turned to see her bag and purse sitting on the couch.
“I actually need to know if there is a mechanic who can take a look at my car and get it in running order again.” She looked between the two of them, realizing they were still and silent. “I appreciate everything you two have done. I could never repay you for saving my life, and I’m sure you want to get on with your lives without the inconvenience of me here.”
She forced a smile because the strange thing was she didn’t like how she felt when those words left her mouth.
“You’re far from an inconvenience, Jessa.” Thayer spoke low and gently. She wouldn’t break, not again. Never again.
“Your car is pretty fucked up.” She didn’t flinch at the crude nature of his words.
“Damn, Deacon. Do you have to speak like that?” Thayer all but growled.
Deacon didn’t take his gaze off Jessa, and she felt herself warm under the weight. “Well, do you know anyone that would be able to fix it? I can’t afford much, but I know I can’t stay here. I mean you guys have already helped me out so much. I’d hate to overstay my welcome.”
“There is only one mechanic in town, but I’m pretty sure he went to Florida or some shit like that. He won’t be back until January.” He said it so nonchalantly. “Besides, you are so not overstaying your welcome.”
Heart palpating at the husky timbre of his words, she cleared her throat. Two months seemed a lifetime away. She dropped her head in her hands and closed her eyes. “There isn’t anyone else? Maybe in another town?”
“The next town is over an hour away, and the tow alone would cost a small fortune. As far as I could tell, without really delving under the hood, is that you need a new radiator, seeing as coolant covered the ground.” A long pause followed before Deacon continued. “Those foreign parts cost a pretty penny and can take a while to get shipped in.”
She lifted her gaze to his, trying to gauge where he was going by the look on his face.
“I could probably tow it back to the cabin with my truck and work on it. I can see about getting the parts at the scrapyard. I know the owner, so I could get a good price on them.” Hope sprang in her chest.
“Ohmigod! That would be great. I mean, if it all works out and it’s no problem for you.” The corner of his lips twitched in amusement, probably because of her full-blown giddy mode.
“It’s no problem, Jessa.”
The way he said her name was like sex. It was like he was fucking her name and enjoying every minute of it. It was like his hands were on her body, his mouth against hers, and his cock buried inside of her.
God, her lewd thoughts had her feeling disgust with herself. She forced her voice to be calm and collected, the complete opposite of how she felt.
“How long do you think it would take? A few days? A week maybe?” She didn’t want to impose on them, but she also didn’t want to seem impatient.
They were doing her a huge favor. Maybe she could have one of them take her into town and she could find a cheap motel to hole up in until her car was finished? It would eat away at what little money she had, but she certainly couldn’t stay with them.
The sooner she got this taken care of the sooner she could be on her way and put miles between her and Paul, and the whacked arousal she felt for these two men.
Deacon shrugged his big shoulders. “Not sure. I’d have to see exactly what’s wrong with the car and what I’d need to order. Then it depends on if the scrapyard has those parts.” Okay, so he couldn’t give her a time frame, but it was better than nothing.
“You can never know how much this means to me. I’ll just get changed and maybe one of you can take me into town? I can see about checking into a motel until the car is fixed.”
She stood and grabbed her bag. Turning back toward them she saw Deacon and Thayer in a staring match. Their jaws were clenched, but neither spoke. God, what if this isn’t okay with Thayer?
They turned in her direction, and both of their brows knitted. Thayer spoke. “Why would you need to stay in a motel?”
“Uhm—” No one moved, and the air shifted. “I just figured I’d stay there until my car is fixed.”
“You staying in town doesn’t make any sense. We have the guest room that is yours for however long you need it.” Their gazes were penetrating, so penetrating that she shifted on her feet and looked down at the ground.
“Besides, I’d like to monitor you and make sure everything else heals correctly.”
