Muscle Car Man by Deirdre O'Dare

Author:Deirdre O'Dare [O'Dare, Deirdre]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2017-09-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

By the last weekend in August, the rains had begun to taper off. Mike scanned the sky with an anxious gaze. Only a few small clouds dotted the bright turquoise overhead. In another hour or two the paint on the Mustang would be dry, even the silver flames that glittered on the deep electric blue of the body. He’d kind of thought that was overkill, but Jeff had said it was the exact finishing touch the car needed. When it came to matters of style, he’d defer to Jeff any day. The man had class and an eye for what looked good.

Mike slid behind the wheel and turned the key. He loved to hear the powerful roar of the totally rebuilt engine. He’d done everything he knew to maximize its power, and the transmission made the best possible use of every bit of all the engine would produce. This was one hot car. Now if his driving skills were not too rusty, he’d do his damn level best to beat out all the contenders in the first race of the Greenway County Fair stock car competition. And then go on from there.

He saw Jeff come out the back door of the office and pause to watch and listen. Then the other man sauntered down to join him.

“She’s purring like a Persian cat,” Jeff observed. “You’ve worked magic on this old car, Mike. She’s a real beauty and she runs like a champ. After the races, you’ve got to let me drive her.”

Mike had shut the engine off and gotten back out, fighting off the silly grin wanting to stretch his face. He was almost scared to be so damned happy. It felt too good to be true. “Hell, here’re the keys. Take it out for a spin if you want to. I trust you with it.”

Jeff shook his head. “No, nobody but you gets behind the wheel until you bring the trophy home. I’m not exactly superstitious, but it just doesn’t feel right to do things any other way.”

Mike slid a glance at him. “You sure? I don’t care. You’ve got a lot invested in this car, too. Everything new either came off your lot or was ordered on Castle Classics’ tab. You prob’ly own more of it than I do, really.”

“It’s ours,” Jeff agreed. He slung an arm around Mike’s shoulders and gave him a half-hug. “And it’ll be racing under Castle sponsorship, but that’s the only thing I’m asking. The publicity will be great. What name did you drive under back in Texas, before—well, before your trouble?”

Mike felt heat flood his face. Shit, it sounds stupid to say it out loud. Back then it was cool, but I’m no kid anymore. Why did he have to ask? “I—it was Wild Man Watson. Yeah, it sounds pretty stupid now…hokey. When I was eighteen it seemed cool, but not now. I’m just gonna be Mike.”

Jeff laughed. “Wild Man, huh? Well, you can be pretty wild in the bedroom and a few other places I can think of.

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