She only had a few days left with Hunter and dammit, she’d take what she could get when she could get it. Sitting on his workbench in the garage, wearing nothing but one of his T-shirts, Ellie gave a small, happy sigh. Crazy as it was, she rather enjoyed watching him fiddle with his motorbike. She’d been talking to him about her game app idea while he was busy doing something with a bit of metal. He didn’t say much—he never did while she talked—but she knew he’d listened. Had even asked her a couple of interesting questions that had got her thinking off on a tangent about something else. Another, bigger idea. She swung her legs idly, watching him, trying not to think about her idea because really, she didn’t have the time to concentrate on that quite yet. Not when she had him to look at. He was crouched down by the bike on his haunches, wearing only a pair of jeans. And bloody hell, he was hot. The denim pulled tight across his butt and thighs. His back bare, his tattoo sweeping across his shoulders and down his spine.
What do You think about Taking Him (Lies We Tell)?
