Big Bad Wolf by Gennita Low

Big Bad Wolf by Gennita Low

Author:Gennita Low [Low, Gennita]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 144047169X
Amazon: B004LB4T0G
Barnesnoble: B004LB4T0G
Goodreads: 6065314
Publisher: GLOW World
Published: 2008-12-24T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eight

Jaymee sat in the garage of the new house, sipping a bottle of cola, during a break from work. Oh boy. She was in much, much more trouble than possible. Nick had taken her truck to get some ceramic tiles to fix a leak later this evening, when it would be cooler. It had been barely an hour and she was already missing him. She massaged the back of her neck, frowning. She sighed. Definitely, absolutely in trouble. She was in love with Nick Langley.

It had warmed her insides to see him defending her so fiercely that morning. No man had ever done that for her. It made her feel special she meant something to this man. But…she still wasn’t sure how to deal with him. She’d been so sure he was merely amusing himself, yet he did these things that confounded her. He was protective. And tender. And caring. She sighed again. The qualities that were so darn attractive.

There were so many things about him she didn’t know although she was piecing the puzzle together little by little. First, he was definitely not on the run. He didn’t strike her as someone who was constantly looking over his shoulder. Second, underneath that potent charm was the alertness of a hunter. After witnessing this morning’s episode with her father, she hadn’t a doubt Nick could take down anyone who was on the wrong side of him. Lastly, he was some kind of electronic expert who spoke legal and political terms with the ease of one educated in related fields. He watched; he played with electronics; he was in top physical condition. She smiled wryly at the last observation. Oh yes, she was very sure about the last fact. If she didn’t know how her imagination tended to be colorful where this man was concerned, she’d make him out to be some sort of military guy, like the Green Beret, or something. She’d read somewhere the Green Berets were electronic experts, could speak several languages, and trained like a machine. Oh yeah, right, Jaymee girl, she mocked, as she took another sip of her cola. Didn’t the same article showed some Green Berets carrying big, wicked-looking Bowie knives? She tried imagining Nick with a green beret and a Bowie knife. Cute. And she was going bonkers.

“I heard old Mindy is having her annual bash tomorrow, boss, is that right?” Dicker broke into her reverie.

“Hmmm? Oh. Yes. Are you going?”

“Maybe. If I’m not fishing or something.”

“Mindy makes the best barbecue, man. I’m going,” Lucky chimed in.

“Yeah, and if I go, I’ll have to shop for a birthday present,” Dicker grumbled, wrinkling his nose. “I ain’t no good with women’s things, man.”

“I would guess the same things your old lady likes, Dicker,” Lucky said, rubbing his beard.

“What, you mean Mindy wants me to paint the fence and buy her some lottery tickets?”

Jaymee laughed, shaking her head. “Now, Dicker, I’m sure you didn’t buy Rosy lottery tickets for her birthday!”

Dicker scratched his neck, looking sheepish.



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