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A sudden jolt startles me, and remembering his words, I grab the wheel, anticipating the need to turn the tires.
His truck is back on the road within minutes, unfortunately, he’ll be leading the way up the hill.
“I almost forgot!” I exclaim after jumping out of his truck. “There’s a disclaimer form in the back I need you to sign. Give me a moment to dig it out.”
“A disclaimer?”
“Yeah, in case I need to help anyone, the county doesn’t want you saying I damaged your vehicle. I must have been told a dozen times, I need to get this form signed.”
“Youdidn’t actually do anything,” he reminds, cracking a grin.
“Well, since they don’t have a form foryoudoing all the work, can you please sign the one they do have?”
“You really need to have them fix the heater on this thing,” he tells me, standing to the side as I start digging around the junk in the back seat.
“They did, this is significantly better than it was last week,” I grumble back my response.
“Who did the work?”
“One of the old-timers from the VFW hall,” I say, cheering when I finally find the document I need. “He’s the mayor’s uncle or godfather. I’d tell you what he looks like, but most of those guys are bald with a beard.”
“Hang out there often, do ya?” he clicks his tongue, twirling his finger so I turn around. He places the paper against my back, and I feel the pressure when he signs it. “Why don’t you give me your number? You can come have a drink at the clubhouse sometime.”
Thankfully, he can’t see me rolling my eyes. “Even though you think I walk funny and don’t know my name?”
“I promise to keep you warm if you want to wear fewer layers, Go-Go.” He leans forward, pressing his body against mine as he puts the paper down on the seat in front of me.
“Fuck,” the word escapes on my breath and I can feel his body shake with amusement. Not only do I want to kick myself for childishly telling him my nickname so many years ago, but for not being impervious to the tall, dark, and hot-as-hell man he became.
“That’s definitely one way to keep you warm,” he teases me back.
On second thought, he’s probably not teasing me.
Chapter 3
Bull
Just one day, I want to be able to sleep late.
I tell myself that every morning, but the universe always seems to have other plans. Today is no different.
Christ, what the hell are those two up to?I think as I listen to Glenn’s grandsons yelling at each other. They take turns coming over to deal with my livestock, so I have no idea why they’re here at the same time.
Rolling over, I see the message that Rage sent me late last night and grin to myself.
Found the missing kittens.
This could be good or bad. But I already know Rage wouldn’t have messaged me if Alli, the other Kitty Kats, and our package wasn’t located.
“For fuck’s sake,” I bellow when I hear what has to be the two imbeciles outside coming to blows.
Rolling out of bed, I don’t give a shit that I’m bare-assed naked as I stride toward my backdoor. Yanking it open, I let out a whistle loud enough that New York City taxi drivers can probably hear the echo of it and the two teenagers look over at me.
One of them is sitting on the other, mid-punch as the icy wind curls around my body, infuriating me even more than I was a moment ago.
“Not another fucking sound.”
“But…”
