Dancer (The Good Guys Book 2) by Jamie Schlosser

Author:Jamie Schlosser [Schlosser, Jamie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-12-07T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 26

BRIELLE

As I pulled up to Colton’s apartment, he came out to greet me.

“Hey,” he said after I rolled my window down.

“Hey, what’s up?” I asked, wondering why he was dressed in his auto shop coveralls. It was Sunday afternoon and we were going on a date. Plus, I thought the shop was closed on the weekends.

Sticking his head through the window, he tilted my chin up before lowering his mouth to mine. I immediately responded by grabbing his collar and pulling him closer as our tongues met. He gently nipped at my lips, causing my breath to hitch and my heart rate to speed up.

He chuckled into my mouth before we could get too out of control. “Do me a favor and pull your car around to the shop. I’ll open the garage door and you can just drive in.”

“Why?” I asked, confused. There wasn’t anything wrong with my car.

“Just do it.” He thumped his hand on the hood twice before walking away and I rolled my eyes.

So bossy.

Once my car was inside the shop, I put it in park and turned off the ignition. I got out, taking in the place where Colton spent most of his days.

The first thing I noticed was the smell. It wasn’t unpleasant, but like a typical auto shop it had the distinct scent of motor oil and burnt rubber. The concrete floors were clean, except for a few grease stains here and there.

The inside of the large space resembled a warehouse and there were two garage doors at the front of the building, both of which were now closed. Walls made of exposed brick lined the interior, and there were several antique metal signs hanging throughout the shop. Most of them were automobile logos and a few were old expired license plates.

“What’s going on?” I smiled at him, narrowing my eyes suspiciously as I waited for him to answer.

“Do you know how to change the oil in your car?” Colton opened the driver’s door and hit the hood latch. I shook my head. “How about a flat tire?”

I shook my head again. “I get my oil changed at Walmart. And I guess I’ve never thought about a flat tire.”

“Well, you’re gonna learn today,” he announced, and I groaned.

Cars were so not my thing. All I knew was that I put gas in it, and it got me from point A to point B. If the check engine light came on, I usually ignored it with the intention of getting it looked at when the car started making weird noises.

“You know, I do get regular maintenance on my car. I just had the tires rotated a few months ago,” I told him, hoping that would be enough for him to toss me onto the hood of the car and do dirty things to my body instead.

Ignoring me, Colton propped up the hood on my old Camry and peered down at the engine and all the other doohickeys under there.

He pointed to a little knob.

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