Miss Mechanic by Emma Hart

Author:Emma Hart [Hart, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: Emma Hart
Published: 2017-12-12T08:00:00+00:00

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Wide berth.

Give Dex a wide berth.

That was my plan for today. Don’t speak unless necessary, and absolutely do not brush hands in the toolbox again.

Hormonal Jamie had taken over, and Smart Jamie was struggling to take back control from the little hussy.

I wiped the dip stick from the oil and put it back in to check the level. It didn’t need much, but since I was here, I’d do it anyway. I grabbed the oil, filled, and rechecked the level.

Dex was still working on the car that had driven over scaffolding planks, which meant I was doing service after M.O.T after service. Not that I minded—it kept me busy, which meant there was less time to bitch with him.

The silence was quite nice, actually.

I ran through the rest of things under the hood for the service, changing where necessary, topping up and tightening various things. It was no more than routine. I leaned right over to the back where the engine coolant was. It was on the minimum level, so I bent down to grab it from the floor so I could fill it.

When I was done, I screwed the cap on both the bottle and the tank.

And paused.

Someone was staring at me.

And there was only one other person in this garage.

I put down the coolant bottle and cleared my throat, then slowly turned my head to look over my shoulder.

Dex stood in the doorway, his tank messed with oil and grime, his hair a sticking-up mess, and his light jeans ripped and dirty. His hands were that awkward stage between “I just washed them” and “This won’t come off”, something that was only exaggerated by the water bottle he held.

And his gaze was firmly on me.

“Can I help you?” I asked.

He blinked and met my eyes.

“What the hell are you doing over there?” I pushed to stand up straight.

“Right now?” He capped his water bottle. “Well, honestly… I’m just thinking you’d look better over the hood of that car than under it.”

I unhooked the hood and slammed it down, spinning on the balls of my feet.

Our eyes met properly. I didn’t like what I saw in his—desire, attraction, need. Which was obviously why a shiver ran down my spine.

I cocked a hip, putting my hand on it. “The only time you will ever get me over a hood of a car is if a wiper blade needs changing. So, unless you’re a wiper blade...”

Dex pulled his phone from his pocket and started tapping the screen.

I blinked. “What are you doing?”

He peered up at me through his unfairly thick eyelashes. “Seeing if I can get a wiper blade costume for Halloween.”

“I don’t even know how to respond to that.”

“You can buy wiper blade glasses.”

“What?”

He raised his eyebrows. “And a lady here on eBay will hand-make any costume. There’s my Halloween sorted.”

I stared at him. “You’re not getting me over anything, Dex. Definitely not a car hood. No matter what you think.”

He clutched his chest dramatically. “You wound me.”

“Unfortunately not fatally,” I muttered.

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