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Rolling my eyes, I opened the driver’s side door and climbed out before reaching for him. Placing him on his feet, I walked to the back of the wrecker, unhooking the chains.
“That car is a piece of shit,” Cameron stated as he shook his head. “No chick of mine is ever gonna drive something that bad.”
“Maybe it’s all she can afford.”
“You should buy her a new car. Something better. Like a souped-up truck with four-wheel drive, leather seats and a tow hitch.”
I stopped what I was doing to look at the brat.
Did he think money grew on trees?
Hell, my truck didn’t even have leather seats!
“What if she doesn’t want a truck? Ever think of that?”
“A real Betty would like anything you got her. As real men, it’s our job to protect the Bettys.”
That’s true.
“Well, Henley is just a friend, and as a friend, I’m helping her out.”
Cameron sighed, looking around the area before he said, “I gotta take a piss.”
“Plenty of trees, little dude. Go pick one,” I replied, walking over to the controls to lower her car to the ground.
Concentrating on my task, I didn’t see Cameron walk off. The brat could take a piss on his own. He didn’t need me to hold his hand.
After some finagling, I managed to get Henley’s Prius on the ground. Upon taking a better look at it, Cameron was right.
It was a piece of shit.
Maybe Cameron was onto something. The little car had seen better days, that was for sure. Upon closer inspection, I groaned seeing the bald tires, the muffler held up with zip ties, faded paint, cracked windshield, and I was pretty damn positive the only thing holding the car together was the layers of rust.
How this vehicle still turned over, I would never know. What I did know was the vehicle wasn’t safe to drive, especially on the wintery mountain roads.
After packing up the chains in the tuff box on the back of the wrecker, I went in search of the brat, only to come to a stop when I saw the kid walk out the front door with a mischievous smile plastered on his face, holding several chocolate chip cookies in his hands.
“What in the hell were you doing in there?” I grumbled, rushing over to him as the front door closed. “I told you not to bother her.”
“And I told ya I had to take a piss,” the brat stated, walking past me, eating a chocolate chip cookie as he climbed into the wrecker.
The second I heard the little imp giggle I knew the brat was up to something. I’d put nothing past Cameron. The kid was devious and smart.
A lethal combination in my book.
Looking from Cameron back to the cabin door, I scratched the back of my head, wondering what in the hell he was up to.
Chapter Ten
Henley
It took me a few minutes, okay that was a lie. It took the whole time from when Scribe dropped me off to when he returned to find an old pair of glasses and even then, I wouldn’t have found them if it wasn’t for his son, Cameron.
Well, at least I thought it was his son.
The kid was adorable and kind of looked like his father.
Both had blond hair, from what I could see.
