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Honestly, part of me thought it was a joke when she called. The other part knew it wasn’t. I’d only just met the woman, I had no place agreeing to be her fake boyfriend, but for some reason, all I could see were her big brown eyes staring at me in the doorway yesterday,needing me.I wasn’t the kind of guy who got off on wanting a weak woman just so she would need me…but I was the kind of guy whose interest was piqued when a woman who clearly didn’t want to need anyone…needed something from me.
To be her boyfriend.
I rounded my car and got in. “It’ll only take a few minutes. and then we can go for that tour.”
“We don’t need to go for a tour. You live here, so you obviously don’t need one,” Reese replied, her frustration radiating off her in waves. Not at me. At least, I hoped not at me. “We can do whatever you need to do. We can even stay at your shop if you want. I can log into my charts on my phone.”
I glanced at her profile, her focus locked on her phone, and I had a feeling she already had those charts pulled up.
“We’re not staying at my shop. I’m checking on this part, and then we’ll figure out something from there.” Something that didn’t involve working.
Reese was silent all the way through Jackson and then Wisdom.
“I haven’t been here in forever.” Her gaze sponged up the roadside icons along Main Street. “Oh, the Worth Hotel is still here. I went to a birthday party there once for my friend Gwen.”
“Gwen Reynolds?”
Her head spun. “Yeah. Do you know her?”
“Her older brothers,” I told her, slowing at the stoplight. “The four of them own a private security firm just outside of town.”
“Oh wow. I remember them vaguely. Not really the oldest but the younger two. The youngest I remember being shy, but the other one…he and Gwen were like two peas in a pod.”
My smile topped my lips. “Gunner. His wife manages the Worth Hotel now.”
“Wow.”
I shouldn’t have been as mesmerized by the movement of her mouth around that word as I was…but there were certain things a man couldn’t fake. And certain things a man couldn’t pretend weren’t real.And the ripple of her full lips over the syllable, the soft swells mimicking a motion my dick immediately craved, made my blood heat and the crotch of my jeans tighten.
“Yeah.” I cleared my throat, but lust still cluttered my senses, clogging up the very friendly but still fake filter between us.
It was only another minute before I pulled into the lot in front of my shop. It wasn’t much to look at. I’d purchased the old garage from a guy who’d only used it as a junkyard for the last decade. Talk about elbow grease…I’d needed elbow, shoulder, knee, and heel grease to clean this place up. And I didn’t mean clean by a mechanic’s standard. I meant by an engine builder’s standard.
“This is yours?” Reese sat forward, taking it all in.
“Yeah.” I shut off the car.
“And that?” She pointed to the large black trailer parked on the side of the building.
TLC Motorsports.
I gave her a wolfish grin. “The trailer for my race car.”
“You tow cars, fix tractors, and drive race cars? Is there anything you don’t do?”
I laughed. “Well, if you’d asked me that yesterday, I would’ve said I do everything but fake relationships. But as of this morning, yeah, I guess I do everything,” I teased her, watching her smile appear like a candle flickering to life, and without even thinking, I winked.
It was a subconscious thing. A subconscious mistake, I realized as soon as her breath caught.
“Let me see if that part is here. Be right back,” I excused myself quickly.
Was it a good thing that it was so damn easy to flirt with her? A good thing that I enjoyed making her smile?
Or was it a bad thing?
Hell if I knew.
The package with the tractor part was right inside the door. I pulled out my cell to call Pat, the first ring going through just as the door opened again, and Reese walked inside.
