Page 20 of The Cowboy's Christmas
“If you’re not turning it in on insurance, that means no loaner vehicle.”
“I’m borrowing the flatbed to drive back and forth to town. Deke and I worked it out on the drive. You know, after I helped him break out of the hospital.”
One corner of her mouth twitched, but she didn’t allow herself to be distracted from her point. “Who pays for gas?”
“You do,” he said, even though he’d fully intended to pay before she asked. Savannah Dunn, for whatever reason, didn’t like to owe people. He understood the feeling, because he felt the same way.
She pulled in a long breath, then exhaled. “Fine. For now.”
He held out a hand to seal the deal and after a quick frowning look, she put her gloved hand in his.
“Jim Neary wasn’t exactly honest in his reference,” she said.
“How so?” Quinn asked with a frown, wondering what on earth Jim had said. It could have been anything.
“He said you were cooperative.”
One corner of his mouth lifted, and when she met his gaze, something stirred deep in his midsection. She must have felt it, too, because she broke eye contact almost immediately.
“Hey,” he said in a low voice.
She flashed him a look. “What?”
“Thanks for not sending me back to town.”
He smiled as he spoke and after several grudging seconds, she smiled back, causing a sharp tug of attraction to pull at him. Then the smile disappeared, and Savannah took a half-step back, once again burying her hands in her pockets as she put a bit more distance between them.
Had she read his reaction and found it unwelcome…or had she felt a little of the same?
Whichever it was, Savannah Dunn was once again all business, making him wonder what it would take to make her smile again.
