Wrapped Up in You by Jill Shalvis

Author:Jill Shalvis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2019-09-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Bust it out with every ounce you have left

Normally, Ivy left the truck in Jenny’s capable hands by five in the afternoon, which still made it a twelve hour day for her, but tonight Jenny had a coffee date, so Ivy was up.

“You sure it’s okay if I leave early?” Jenny asked for the tenth time.

“Go. Have fun. Take mace and a whistle, and make sure you text me when you get there and leave.”

“Yes, Mom,” Jenny said with a smart salute. “You do realize this is the only way to meet guys now, right? And that at some point even you, the hundred-year-old soul, is going to have to set up an online profile somewhere to get laid.”

“Eh?” Ivy asked, cupping a hand around her ear, pretending to be ancient. “But I don’t even know how to use The Facebook.”

Jenny snorted. “See, you are old. No one our age uses Facebook anymore, except to check in with their grandmas. And even if you don’t want a guy in your life right now, how about sex? And two of my best friends met their significant others on Tinder.”

“Not happening,” Ivy said.

“Then how will you meet anyone?”

Ivy thought of Kel, and how he’d literally just walked into her life. “If it’s meant to be, it’ll happen.”

“That’s oddly sage and Zen of you,” Jenny said. “But you’re never sage and Zen.”

“Do you want to leave, or stay here and argue with me?”

“Bye,” Jenny said and vanished.

It was seven p.m. before Ivy finished cleaning and closing up shop. She backed out of the food truck, concentrating on making sure the new lock was engaged. Then she looked around to make sure no one was watching and did her little deal with a small piece of tape, squatting low to get it down where no one would notice it.

Okay, so yeah, she was far more unnerved than she’d let on about the two break-ins. She’d have to be stupid not to be. Pushing to her feet, she turned to leave, and caught a shadowy outline of a man way too close. With a gasp, she jumped back a step, and nearly out of her own skin to boot. “Dammit,” she said, hand to her chest. “You need a bell.”

Kel stood there in a jacket against the night’s chill, a hoodie beneath it with the hood up, hands shoved into his jeans pockets. “And you need to be more aware of your surroundings.”

That was just true enough to have her grimacing. She’d been too lost in thought. She’d clearly gotten too complacent, gone soft here in San Francisco, losing some of her edge, her survival instincts. That had to stop.

“I think we can do better than that for you,” he said of the tape.

“It’s effective enough.” Turning away, she started walking down the sidewalk.

“Let me drive you home,” he said, keeping her pace.

“I like to walk.”

“You like to be stubborn.”

“I like to be independent,” she corrected, and pulled up her own hood, wishing she’d remembered gloves.

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