Page 51 of It's Going to Be a Chrome Christmas
Geordi and Cayden brought Trixie her lunch and ate with her in her office. No one could resist Geordi’s child-like innocence. By the end of their meal, Trixie was smiling and laughing along with them.
Cayden and Geordi went back to work. Mr. Wynn texted him that Mr. Jones was out front in his car. Cayden sent Geordi out to bring Mr. Jones in but the rehabilitation officer said he was good in the parking lot. Geordi brought him out a sandwich and water bottle instead. Cayden took Geordi out to the showroom floor and showed him the different rides. Like any child, Geordi was drawn to the bright green Spyder and bright red 1966 GTO. He didn’t see the beauty in the Aztec or the Taurus. Not like Cayden did.
The day went by too quickly. Soon Geordi was waiting impatiently by the employee door so he could go home and tell Mrs. Wynn “everything!” Cayden had told Geordi he needed to use the restroom before they left but went in search of Trixie instead.
She was bent under the hood of a Mazda Speed6. Cayden leaned against the doorframe and just watched her. Her hair was a mess, she had a dark streak across her forehead, and her hands were covered in grease. Damn, she was beautiful.
“Are you just going to stand there staring at my ass?”
He smiled. He hadn’t realized she’d caught his entrance. “I might. It’s a fantastic view.”
She looked over her shoulder and glared. “I know what you did.”
“I’ve done a lot today. I’m a fantastic employee. And if you don’t believe me, just ask my boss. So if you want to accuse me of doing something, you’ll have to be more specific.”
An eyebrow raised. “Oh, like bringing Geordi here wasn’t some elaborate scheme to mend this,” she gestured, “between us?”
Cayden crossed the bay floor. He studied her face for a moment. Her chocolate browns were a mixture of annoyed and amused. “I couldn’t take it anymore,” he said honestly. “I hadn’t seen you smile all week and I was running out of ideas.”
She turned fully, leaning her bottom against the rim. “I know I’ve been…cold this week. I didn’t mean to be. I’m not mad at you and, honestly, I’ve missed you like hell. I just…” She made a face. “I couldn’t get what you said out of my head, and it hurts to think what he’s suffering through in there all alone.” Cayden reached for her, but she jumped out his way. “I’m covered in grease!”
Cayden snorted. “I don’t care.” He wrapped his arms around her, bringing her flush against him. “I was worried you were upset I knew him. I should have known you’d only be concerned for your brother.” He kissed the side of her head. “I’m sorry I was so selfish.”
“You weren’t.” She clung to him. “Iwas the one being selfish.”
He grudgingly stepped back. “You still want to spend the weekend with me?”
“Three weekends to go,” she smiled widely. “And hell yes. I’m not letting you get away from me that easily.”
Cayden gripped her by the chin. “You, my beautiful gearhead, just made my day.” He bent to kiss her once. “I need to go. I left Geordi by the door and he’s bouncing like he’s on a sugar high.”
Trixie laughed. “I love how sweet you are with him. Makes me wonder…” Her voice trailed off.
Cayden raised an amused eyebrow. “Wonder what?”
She shrugged and then shook her head. “Nothing. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She turned away from him and bent back under the hood.
Cayden’s eyes narrowed. She was not putting any distance back between them, especially not when they’d just mended the one that had been there. He grabbed her hips and thrust her back against his hardness. He felt her gasp as he ground himself against her tight ass. Dipping his head down, he nipped her ear. “Wonder what?”
She moaned against him. “It’s silly.” Her voice was just a gasp. “How you are with him, it makes me wonder about how you’d be with our kids.”
Cayden blinked, a small trickle of fear rolling down his spine. “You’re not?—”
“No,” she giggled, obviously following his train of thought. “It was just a fleeting thought. Forget I said it.”
Cayden turned her head over her shoulder to grab her lips. “I never forget anything you say. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
She smiled and nodded.
It was only after he climbed into Mr. Jones’s car with Geordi talking a mile-a-minute to the officer about his “awesome day!” that Cayden realized she’d saidourkids. Not his kids.Our. That brought a permanent smile to his lips for the rest of the night. His housemates noticed and teased him, but Cayden couldn’t bring himself to care. Trixie, whether she realized it or not, was planning a future with him. And that was worth all the ball busting in the world.
Three weekends to go. His freedom with Trixie was so close he could almost taste it.
Trixie was waiting impatiently in the bay for the rest of the employees to clear out. The sales floor was clear. Joey and the marketing staff were already gone. Jeff seemed to be takingextra-long setting up Monday’s tickets and Gary just had to decide that today was the day to reorganize his toolbox.
Strong arms wrapped around her middle from behind. She smiled, but still wiggled her way out of his hold. “We’re not alone yet.”
Cayden rolled his eyes. “It’s after five-thirty and I want to kiss my girl.” He cupped her face. “And I don’t give a damn who sees.”
