Page 9 of Midnight Racers

I didn’t want to point out that at one point in my career I was one of the world’s top assassins. After being locked in a dungeon with rats and cockroaches as company, I reassessed my career goals.

“I’ll pass your observations onto the management team,” I replied with a shrug of my shoulder.

“Well, since you’ve done your job and determined the place is safe, you can go now.”

How did Jordan manage to find such a delicious morsel with her talent for cars? And how the hell was I managing to stop myself from pinning her to my favourite car and showing her exactly what management thought of the situation?

“Thanks, I’ll wait for the owner to arrive. Which one is coming?” I asked.

Her pout was adorable, the scowl that followed it showing me her displeasure. “Flynn is coming to the warehouse.”

I nodded slowly. “Do you know him well?”

“I tend to deal with Jordan,” she vaguely replied. “Look, I don’t mean to be rude, but the information held here is confidential, so I would feel better if you wait outside.”

At least she was trying to protect our assets. But who the hell was protecting hers?

“And I’d feel better if I wait here. Why don’t you give him a ring and see how long he’s going to be?” I queried. Surely she must have suspected something since Jordan phoned me while she was on hold earlier?

“Um—” She broke off and fiddled with her phone. She didn’t have my number, and considering I thought Charlie was a man, I didn’t have her number.

Her phone pinged and her face lit up. “Here it is!” She must have texted Jordan.

I stood with my ass against the car and watched the way her nose wrinkled up when she concentrated on her phone. She chewed the side of her lip and hit the dial button, her gaze slowly rising in horror as the phone in my back pocket began to ring.

Bingo!

I lifted my phone out and put it to my ear. “Hello?”

Her mouth fell open and the image of my dick sliding in and out of it flashed through my mind. “You,” she whispered as if she was blaspheming.

“Me,” I replied, my gaze locked with hers and her eyes widened.

She swallowed and stumbled back a step. I had always loved coming to this place to work on the cars. Suddenly, I had an entirely different reason for being here and she was around five foot five with messy blonde hair and an attitude.

Life just became interesting.

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Chapter Four

Charlotte

Oh fuck!

This was Flynn, the other owner.

I really should have known since he possessed adevil may careattitude and anI’ll fuck you upvibe. If only. He looked the type of criminal who would steal your heart and then your panties until you were a quivering mass of multiple orgasms on the floor.

His low-riding black jeans and black leather jacket gave him that bad boy vibe that had always made my pulse leap. His hair looked as if he’d just crawled out of bed.

Shit!

He had been called here by an alarm activation. He probably had been in bed. His grin widened as he stood staring at me with his phone to his ear. I pursed my lips together because I didn’t trust what would come out of them right now.

From the moment I walked into this world, I had a no-fraternising in work policy. I’d been tempted over the years, and only once gave in to the temptation of the men who surrounded me. Complications like that could never be fixed if everything fell apart, and I was a professional woman who thought with her head and not with her lady bits.

But that man was sinful sex wrapped up in a package that deserved to be ridden hard and often.

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