Page 10 of Mustang Summer

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“You don’t need chips.”Gage hooked a chair with his shoe and sat down.His coveralls were hanging at the waist.His Alvarez Automotive gray T-shirt had seen better days, but the way it molded over his torso was the reason he’d never get rid of it.

How had she not seen how vain he was?

“It’s not your call,” she informed him.

“It is when I’m buying.”

“Please.I’m going through the receipts.You never buy your own lunch.”Just like her father never listened to her and packed a lunch.

Oh, Bill would let her prepare food for him and the guys, then come and do the books, only to go home to make more food.

A woman’s place and all that bullshit.

“Bill insists.”Gage’s glittering brown eyes studied her hair.

She resisted fidgeting with her pen and stared at him.Funny how being pinned under Brock hadn’t been as uncomfortable as five minutes with Gage.And she hadn’t been filled with insecurities about her looks around the farm boy.

Gage’s voice dropped low.“Quit this foolishness and come back to me.”

Same plea, different day.

“Banging Camilla was just foolishness?”Her voice was flat, but the pain in her heart wasn’t.She’d been head over heels for Gage.Bill had approved and encouraged their relationship, and she’d given Gage all she had.

Until Gage had acted just like her father.

Gage’s expression turned hard.“Come on.We already discussed this, been over it a hundred times.How many times do I gotta apologize?”

“I dunno.How many times did you fuck her?”

He glowered at her.“Language, Jo.”

“Swear words are the like the elusive female orgasm.Satisfying once I finally get to use one.”

Red tinged his cheeks.Hit a nerve had she?Which proved she had better aim than he did because her private bundle of nerves had always won the hide and seek game with him.

Had Camilla gotten off?

Since Josie’s luck sucked lately, Camilla probably had.The blond and blue-eyed beauty was the opposite of Josie in every way.And had been after Gage for years.

Camilla can have him.

Gage leaned forward and knocked on the desktop.“You’ll come back.Just wait.We were good together.”

He ambled out and a pang of longing went through her.Not for Gage, specifically, but for what she’d thought they had.

Three delusional years he’d strung her along.He’d snagged her right out of college after she’d been hearing her dad gush about his new hire.She’d come home and shot straight into Gage’s waiting arms.

Josie tried to go back to crunching numbers, but her vision was blurring.A year ago her mother had died from a heart attack and grief had bogged her ever since.

Had Gage supported her when she’d needed him the most?

No, but from the rumors, he’d supported the hell out of Camilla.

The floor outside the door groaned again.Josie blinked back her tears.

Bill lumbered in and parked in the chair Gage had vacated.“When are you getting back with that boy?”

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