She probably had no idea how adorable she looked with a smear of grease across one cheek. She looked surprised to see him. “Did you want something?” The distantly polite note in her voice was a far cry from the passionate screams he’d managed to elicit from her the other night. This girl played major hard to get. She’d jump into his arms willingly enough when she wanted some action, but getting her to open up about herself, to let him inside her head, now that was a whole different matter. “Just thought I’d hang around a bit, watch you work on the car.” If you’d asked him last week if he believed in love at first sight, he would have laughed. Maybe that romantic bullshit was okay for Sarge or Jackson. Sure. They’d both fallen fast and hard for their gals. But he was different. Hardnosed. Pragmatic. He’d seen too much, done too much. He wasn’t the kind of guy a woman would want to keep in her life. He knew that and he was okay with it.
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