Filled with more of the same—lots of time spent with Nola and none of it alone. The garage had gone completely insane. Chaos ruled. They were doubling up on shifts, working late into the night to clear the weekend for an unprecedented two days when the shop would remain closed during their celebration. Extra clients demanded service, stress piled up and a puppy ran amok on top of it all. Not to mention the pre-wedding shenanigans that kept erupting. Thank God for Nola’s sister, Amber, who fought most of the fires. Everyone pitched in when needed. Kaige included. Of course that meant no more nookie, or almost-nookie even. Though he’d gotten good at stealing kisses from Nola. By Thursday morning, she didn’t seem to mind when he tugged her into his lap for a hug in front of the guys. Hell, she’d even straddled him and dropped a kiss on his lips when he’d rolled out from one of the cars he slaved over. The maneuver had inspired wicked daydreams of getting her greasy that had made it hard for him to concentrate the rest of the day.
