Roadside Assistance by Marie Harte

Author:Marie Harte
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2016-07-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Foley sat with Sam, Eileen, Jacob, and the rest of Jacob’s family in a big-ass house on Bainbridge Island. The guy had money coming out the ass, and he lived a ferry ride from Eileen.

A good thing—the guy wasn’t so close he’d be underfoot all the time. A bad thing—Eileen would have an excuse to spend the night if she “lost track of time” while out with the guy.

“So, Foley, Eileen tells me you and Sam are mechanics.” Jacob smiled.

Dr. Jacob Wynn, DDS, had straight white teeth, blue eyes behind designer frames, and an all-around terrific smile. He also had a spankin’ house, a nice family, and damn it, the dude had manners—his mother’s kryptonite. The guy could have three wives and a closet full of dead bodies, but as long as he said “please” before knifing her, she’d allow it.

Sam nudged him.

“Oh, er, yeah. I work with Sam at Webster’s Garage on Rainier.”

“How long have you been doing that?”

Foley glanced at his mother, who gave him a look that told him to behave. Thirty-three friggin’ years old, and still threatened by a woman less than half my size. Pathetic. “Since I got out of—”

“High school,” Eileen interrupted with a smile. “My boys have always been mechanically inclined.”

He and Sam shared a glance. So. She’d changed her mind about full disclosure to the new guy. She didn’t want any mention of their prison sentence. Interesting.

She hadn’t told him or Sam to hide the fact that they’d done time. Not that they ever brought it up in casual conversation. But she sure hadn’t let him mention it now.

Foley wasn’t sure he liked this Jacob Wynn.

His mother seemed different about this one. She’d dated before, but she hadn’t kept anyone a secret. And from what he recalled, she’d never dated a guy with money.

Ah well, what the hell? If she wanted to bang a rich dude, who was he to judge? He wanted Cyn for her body and her mind. Mostly her body. Nah, her mind turned him on just as much.

He smiled at the thought.

“You two are lucky,” Jacob was saying. He had salt-and-pepper hair, a decent enough physique, though Foley thought he could break the guy’s back without too much trouble, and a nice wardrobe. He wore slacks. At home. For brunch.

“I can change my oil and my own brake pads,” Noel, his son-in-law, added with a self-deprecating smile. He was about Foley’s age and had a techie vibe. “But that’s about it.”

Foley liked him and the daughter, Jan. “Yeah, well, I can fix a car, but I can’t fix a computer.”

Noel grinned. “Microsoft is my game. Coding is my name.”

“Please. Not in public.” Jan grimaced.

Her father and Eileen laughed. Foley couldn’t help a grin, and even Sam gave a half smirk at Noel’s red face.

“Uh-oh. I’m going to get it tonight,” Jan teased, looking every glowing inch of a pregnant woman. Her tiny baby bump did little to detract from her prettiness. It enhanced it.

“Yeah, no foot rub for you, brat.

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