That Kind of Girl by Perry Kate

That Kind of Girl by Perry Kate

Author:Perry, Kate [Perry, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: love story, heroes, Friendship, sexy mechanic, sexy romance, alpha male, San Francisco, sexy sculptor, contemporary romance, beach read, Family, best selling romance, second chance, Romance, widower, award-winning romance, sweet romance, falling in love, psychic, bad boy, Paranormal
ISBN: 9781939102386
Amazon: B014RF9LXA
Goodreads: 26206697
Publisher: Phoenix Rising Enterprises, Inc.
Published: 2015-08-31T07:00:00+00:00


George could see the scaffolding and draping covering the garage from two blocks away on her walk to work. How long could it take to paint a mural? Striding up to the garage, she knelt to unlock the gate.

"George!"

She turned around and waved at Pete, who jogged across the street from the firehouse.

"The hairball in my car's engine is turning into the black plague," he said, smiling at her. "You think you'll have time to look at it today? I can bring it by."

She glanced down the street. "It's right there, isn't it? I'll come take a look in a bit."

"You sure?"

"Yeah." She chucked him on the shoulder. "I got you."

"Thanks, G." He grinned and strode back to the firehouse.

Walking in, she left the gate ajar for Ariana and went to her office to look up ads for the Black Shadow.

Shaking her head, she started a search for the missing parts for the motorcycle. She wasn't having any luck, which sucked. She had a feeling she was going to have to modify it, because she was itching to take it out for a long ride.

Riding brought Remy Savage to mind in the most inappropriate way possible. She closed her eyes to block out the image of her on top of him, but closing her eyes only made it more vivid.

Was that bad?

No, it was kind of good. She hummed, leaning back to get comfortable. If the real deal was half as good as it was in her imagination, then maybe she needed to act on it.

Except he wanted her to tango. He'd see sex as an acceptance of his invitation, when for her it'd be just sex. Glorious sex, but sex nonetheless.

Shaking the image out of her head, she got up and went to work. Sometime before noon, she remembered Pete. She grabbed a small toolbox and stopped by Alex's station.

He was standing under an uplifted car, surveying the undercarriage thoughtfully.

"Everything okay?" she asked, standing to the side so she wouldn't crowd him. Poppy used to do that with her, to give her space to figure out a problem on her own.

"It's all good. I just have a feeling I should check it one more time." He shrugged. Turning around, he nodded at her toolbox. "You going somewhere?"

"Just across the street to look at Pete's truck." She glanced at the time. "Will you be here? The owner of the Buick is coming by to pick up her car, and the new furniture is being delivered."

"I got it covered," he assured her.

"Thanks." She nodded at the car he was working on. "I trust your gut."

"That's what I'm thinking," he murmured, turning to look at it again.

Leaving him to ponder his mechanical problem, she went across the street to the fire station.

Robbie and Eugene were outside packing equipment onto one of their fire trucks. They both perked up when they saw her. "Hey, Georgie!" Eugene called out. "Looking fine."

She rolled her eyes. "I'm wearing grease-stained coveralls."

"Yeah, but you rock them."

Robbie nudged Eugene and smiled apologetically at her.



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