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I don’t know what I want for myself and my life. I just know that for some reason I can’t seem to stay away from Marcus Gray. And when I’m not standing in front of him, I’m still thinking about him. Still dreaming about him. Still wanting him like a hussy after the only single man in town.
I never realized that was a hussy until I met Marcus Gray. Now I can’t get my damn mind out of the gutter.
I need an intervention.
CHAPTER SIX
MARCUS
Idon’t see Garland for over a week and to say that I don’t handle it well is putting it mildly. I’ve been taking customers heads off the whole time and my receptionist, Ginger, is about ready to quit and leave me to my own devices.
“Marcus Gray, if you say one more nasty word I’m going to call your mother and tell her what a bastard you’re being and why!”
Alarmed, I turn to glare at her. “You better not say one damn word to her, Ginger! You know what will happen if she gets wind of….” I stop and gulp. My mother’s been dying for grandkids and I think she is losing hope. If she finds out how I feel about Garland…well, she’ll be like a dog with a bone. She won’t quit until she gets us down the aisle and I don’t need her pressuring the very skittish woman who has me all tied up in knots.
I can’t stop picturing how she looked on the verge of tears the last time I pushed her even a little bit. And she hasn’t stepped foot out of the library during lunch hours so I can’t see her that way. When I arrive home from work, no matter what hour of the day, her house is closed up and quiet. I tried racing my car in and out of our neighborhood. Tried playing my favorite heavy metal band as loud as possible, hoping to see her striding across the street, her sexy, bare legs eating up the distance. Her full hips swaying rhythmically back and forth, dragging my gaze no matter how much I try not to look. The angry flush on her pale golden face and the glaring sparkle in her sea glass eyes.
She’s a goddess when she’s angry. Makes me want to piss her off every single second of the day. Watch the valkyrie that she is rise up and swat me down like an insignificant fly.
“Hey!”Ginger hollers, snapping her fingers in front of my face until I finally blink at her. “Wake the hell up, Marcus! And don’t bother telling me what you were thinking about. I can tell by the goofy-ass look on your face that you were thinking about her. I don’t need to know anything else.” She huffs and pushes her dyed peach-colored hair off her forehead and groans. “You are absolutely pathetic. I cannot believe that you haven’t managed to get that girl. I mean, with how lovesick you are, she must be immune to you to resist all of that. All the other girls in town would gladly come if you called, but not this one.”
“That’s one of the reasons I like her. She’s got gumption.”
Ginger laughs and it rattles off into her husky cough. “You sound like a ninety-year old woman. Gumption? I don’t remember the last time that I heard someone say that word. And a man your age saying it? It doesn’t sound right!”
“Gimme a break, Ginger! Just let it go.”
“Fine. But don’t blame me. It’s not my fault that the girl doesn’t want you.”
“She wants me. She’s just challenging.”
“Fine. Challenging. Gumption. Got it.” The phone rings and I pick it up quickly before Ginger gets it and she glares at me, mouthing, “that’s my job.”
I ignore her. “Fall’s Garage. How can I help you?”
“Shit.” The voice on the other end of the line has me sitting up and jerking to attention.
“Garland? Is that you?” I know most everybody is at the park for the Fourth of July celebrations today. I assumed she would be too.
“I forgot it would be you, dammit,” I hear her mutter into the phone. “Never mind. I’ll try someone else.”
“No! Garland, where the hell are you? What’s wrong?”
She sighs and then says slowly, like I’m dragging it out of her. “My car broke down just outside of town.”
“What were you doing outside of town?” I ask, already grabbing the keys to my tow truck and my windbreaker while talking into my cellphone, loath to break my tenuous connection to her.
“It doesn’t matter. I was heading back when my car broke down.”
“Where?” I’m practically quivering with concern.
Another deep sigh and then she huffs. “I’m on Stark Road on the way into town.”
“I’m on my way.” I’m jogging to the truck before she even hangs up.
Ginger laughs behind me. “I assume you’re done for the day. Go make yourself into a hero for the girl.”
I toss her a wicked grin and sling myself up into the truck, starting the engine and hitting the road before even a minute has gone by. My head reels and there’s a permanent grin on my face.She needs me.I’m going to save my girl and although I know this won’t fix all our issues, I know that I’m going to see her soon and that’s enough. That’s more than enough.
