Page 69 of Falling for You

“Why not? It isn’t that awful.”

“That’s because you’re a guy. And the salesmen don’t treat you like an idiot.”

He guffaws. “Uh. Yes, they do. They hear I’m a computer geek and think I don’t know shit about cars or prices. They assume I won’t try to haggle.”

“But you do?”

“Oh yeah. I’ll help you. But if you’re tired of your rental, I, um,” he rubs the back of his neck and looks everywhere in my house but me, “I have one you can use until you get a car bought.”

I stare dumbfounded at him. Not sure if I heard him right.

He chuckles at my stunned expression. “That makes me sound like a douche, doesn’t it?”

“A douche? No. I’m just kind of surprised, I guess. Why do you have an extra car?”

“It’s nothing special. Truth be told, I think it was a little bit of a middle finger to my parents. They acted like I’d never amount to anything because I was going to spend my day on a computer instead of coaching high school football or becoming a personal trainer.”

“Troy?” I guess.

“Yup. And not that there is anything wrong with either of those professions, it’s just that wasn’t for me.”

I rub a hand up and down his chest, feeling the hardness from his muscles, now over his stomach, which I know is full of packs and probably one of those incredible V’s. “It seems like you would have been a damn fine personal trainer,” I coo.

He grins down at me, arms banding around me so tightly that my hands are forced to rest on his shoulders. Such a burden.

“I’m glad you think so. Because of Troy, I boycott going to the gym, but I have a home gym I use.”

“Another middle finger to the parents?”

“Guess so. Anyway, the car thing… when I got a bonus for finishing my first major project early, I bought a car, wanting to prove to them that I could be successful doing what I loved and not conforming to who they wanted me to be.”

“Yourbonusallowed you to buy a car?!” I shout then realize how rude that sounded. “Sorry. Not my business. But, wow.”

“Not rude, because I’m the one who brought it up. But no, not entirely. It just allowed me to put down one helluva down payment.”

“That’s pretty incredible. You must be good.” I already know he’s good. When I made him show me all the apps he’s helped create, I was in awe.

“I do alright, I guess.”

So humble.

So handsome.

So smart.

His brains are such a turn on for me. His grin and body and sense of humor.

The package that makes up Rex Matthews is pretty spectacular.

I’m sure his package is spectacular too.

I snicker at my own thought and when he asks, “What are you laughing at?” I clamp my lips together tight so I don’t blurt it out. That would be mortifying.

“Fine. Don’t tell me.”

“Okay.” My cheeky response earns me that grin I was hoping for.

“Come by tomorrow and I’ll show you the car? You can decide.”

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