Page 86 of Wolf Cursed
She laughed. “It’s a dirt bike I’ve been drooling over forever, so yes, it’ll be fun.”
“Okay, cool. What about Isaac?”
There was a pause and muffled voices talking in the background. I recognized Amberly, the twins’ mom, and then Idrissa came back on the line. “He said he’s giving you the night off. Take a bath in some Icy Hot or something.” She snickered. “You probably need it.”
My muscles twitched in excitement over the idea of having a rest day, but I shook my head. “I can’t afford a night off,” I said. “Who knows when this thing will happen.”
“Relax, Ash. You need to give your body a chance to recover.”
“Tell Isaac I’ll come by after work and run some laps. He doesn’t need to do anything.”
“Can’t. He’s going out with some chick he met online with a foot fetish.” Idrissa shrieked as Isaac apparently responded to that by trying to inflict violence on her.
The next minute was filled with curses and screams and shrieks—from both of them. It would have been funny if I hadn’t been so caught up in the lost training.
“I have to go,” Idrissa said, breathless.
“Okay, call me tomorrow,” I said.
“Bye!” The call ended before she’d finished yelling the word.
I sighed and set my phone aside, returning to the invoice I’d been deciphering with much less enthusiasm.
An hour later, Kai walked in from the garage. He tossed a job order onto the counter.
“This one’s ready,” he said.
“Got it.”
I didn’t even look up from the invoice I’d been studying for the last ten minutes. Kai’s presence was something I felt on a subconscious level, and no matter how many times he went in and out, my physical reaction hadn’t dimmed. Heart racing, palms sweating, stomach full of butterflies. But that didn’t mean I had to acknowledge it. Or him.
This time, he didn’t immediately walk out again. Instead, he inched closer to where I sat leaning toward the computer screen.
Finally, I looked over and found him watching me.
“What?” I asked.
“Drive shaft,” he said.
“Excuse me?”
“That code you’re staring at on that invoice means we replaced the drive shaft.”
I blinked. “Oh.”
Awkward silence fell between us.
I did not want to talk about drive shafts. Not unless it was code for exactly what I wanted Kai to do to me. My cheeks heated just thinking about it, and I looked away, determined not to let Kai see that I still wanted him even after his shitty treatment of me this past week.
“You’re welcome,” he said flatly then turned and walked out.
“Ugh.”
I didn’t see him again for the rest of the day. The only reason I knew he’d left was because I watched him ride by on his motorcycle as he exited the back lot and turned onto the main road.
Whatever.
I didn’t care.
