Last Virgin In California (Mills & Boon Desire) - Plot & Excerpts
Marie Santini stared out through the front windows of her auto repair shop at the man standing in her driveway. It wasn’t easy to get a good look at him, what with the holly and snowmen painted on the window glass, but she gave it a try. Tall, she thought, dark hair, cut short, aviator-style sunglasses even though the day was too cloudy to make them necessary, and a hard, strong jaw with a stubborn chin. Perfect. Just what she needed. Another male with a protective streak toward his car. Honestly. A woman’s car broke down, she brought it into the shop and picked it up when it was ready. A man hovered over the blasted thing like it was a woman in labor, questioning everything Marie did to his baby and winced with sympathy pains. Now, Marie Santini liked cars as much as anybody else, but she knew for a fact that they didn’t bleed when operated on. Still, she told herself, business had been slow in the last week. Maybe she’d better just step outside and coax Mr. Nervous into the shop.
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