Falling for the Pucking Grump: A Grumpy Sunshine Hockey Romance (New Brunswick Wolverines Book 1) by Natalie Belle

Author:Natalie Belle [Belle, Natalie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-02-02T00:00:00+00:00

HOLLYN

“Sir, can we get back to the cost you quoted me,” I exhort exasperatedly. “I don’t understand how it’s six hundred more dollars—”

“Can you autograph this for me? I’m a huge fan.”

Okay, this is annoying.

Everything was going great until the kid on the other side of the counter noticed that Reid was at my side and has been fangirling ever since. If this is something daily that he deals with, I’m not sure how he does it.

Especially being him.

“How about you take care of the lady first,” Reid professes flatly, pointing at the kid’s abandoned computer from his baseball cap. “And then I’ll think about it.”

His brown eyes get wide with excitement before he rummages back behind the screen and goes back into work mode. “Yeah, so that’s eight hundred and sixty dollars and three cents.”

Yeah, so let’s make sure to grab that three cents.

“How?” I ask with a shrug. “The gentleman told me it was just a bad battery.”

“It was,” he says with pinched brows. “But then we took a look at everything else and—”

“Why did you look at other shit and not ask her about it?” Reid cuts in, and I’m glad I have this Pitbull at my side. I sense some shady dealings over here, and it’s because I’m a woman, I'm sure.

“The notes say that the car was making a clinking noise.”

“No, it wasn’t,” I retort. “It just wasn’t starting.”

“That’s what it says here,” the little jerk says, pointing his finger as if that’s what’s supposed to seal the deal at my believing him. “And your spark plugs needed to be changed.”

“For six hundred dollars?” I hedge. “That’s highway robbery.”

“It’s the cost.”

“You do this to all the females that waltz in here, Kevin?” Reid solicits, and I hadn’t noticed his name embroidered on his blue shirt. Just the price tag of what he was trying to get me to pay.

“No, sir,” he states, straightening his spine. “Of course not. But she hasn’t done maintenance on her car in God knows how long—”

“Yes, I have,” I argue. “I’m religious about it.”

Kevin steals a glance at me but doesn’t appear as sold on my statement as I am his so-called clinking noise my car was making. “Ma’am, the car needed help.”

“You need help,” I retort. “You should’ve called me, and I would’ve handled the noise.”

“By bringing it back here?”

“No,” I snarl. “The heck would I do that for when you overcharge me for things I didn’t ask for?”

“Ma’am, it’s not safe for you to be driving that thing on the road like that. You’re endangering folks out there.”

“It wouldn’t start. It wasn’t about to burst into a ball of flames.”

“How would you know? You didn’t hear the clinking sound.”

I glower at him. “Are you still on that?”

“Been on that.”

The word fuming is putting it lightly for how I’m feeling right now. I’m ready to jump over the counter at this point with how incompetent and rude this guy is. How dare he act like I’m the problem when clearly he is? I’ve been ripped off, and he’s practically telling me to accept and pay for it.

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