Page 36 of Brazen

I didn’t see any, but then, she didn’t know I was a wolf like JT. I wasn’t even sure if she knew JT was one.

She continued to study me. “I like that. It’s refreshing to hear.”

“There’s a whole lot you don’t know about me, Sparks, and so much for me to learn about you. But right now, I know you need to go pick up your little man.”

“I do.” She grabbed her pocketbook from the floor of the truck, and I guided her to her car with a hand at her back. I took her keys from her and opened the door to her Honda Civic. An IndyCar mechanic drove a practical car. I guessed that made sense, especially with a kid. I glanced at the empty container of goldfish crackers and JT’s booster seat in the back and smiled.

I couldn’t believe I had a kid in my life now.

After she climbed in, I leaned on the frame of the car. “Give me your phone.” I held my hand out.

She considered me then handed it to me like she was making some kind of concession.

I texted myself so we’d have each other’s numbers and handed it back. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” Her brow furrowed. “What’s tomorrow?”

I grinned and winked. “We have a deal, remember? I intend to hold up my end to the very best of my ability. That means daily service.”

She laughed. “Daily service?” She considered me.

“Yep. I follow through on my commitments. So, see you tomorrow.” I swung the door shut.

She started the car and rolled the window down. “Tomorrow, when?”

“You name the time and place.” I pointed at the phone. “You have my number. Otherwise, I’ll be here after bedtime.”

Her lips parted, and I thought she was going to protest. Or brush me off again, but instead she gave me a brilliant smile. “Deal.”

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I spent the next week exploring a variety of delights with Sam. Ernie had commented on my constant smile. I wasn’t going to tell him it was from all the orgasms I was getting from my sexy cowboy.

Okay, not my cowboy but mine for now.

I was loving our deal. No strings sex.

I had to give Sam credit for his attentiveness and availability. He’d drop everything to meet me for a nooner on the days Ernie was off. If we hadn’t seen each other during the day, he’d show up at the shop promptly at eight-thirty, thirty minutes after I told him that JT had gone to bed. I’d let him inside to have sex on every horizontal and vertical surface in the shop. We’d done it in his truck again. Leaning over the hood of my car. On Ernie’s desk.

Last night…

God, last night.

I reassembled a chassis I’d already coated in primer and a powder coat, changed the oil on three cars, rotated two sets of tires and replaced a fuel line all the while I replayed every second of our latest not-date. He’d flattened me against the shower wall and fucked me from behind while JT slept, the sound of the running water drowning out the noise. Sam’s hand covering my mouth to muffle my screams made it all the hotter.

When I’d given Ernie and Edna the scoop about the date with David, that it wasn’t a match, I’d also told them I wasn’t really looking for anyone right now.

I wasn’t. Not since I had all the orgasms I needed without any strings.

I didn’t think David was going to say anything about Sam whisking me away with that lie about JT because he’d blabbered on and on about his ex. I doubted he wanted to tell anyone that was what he’d talked about the entire time.

I was enjoying our secret deal. It didn’t mean anything other than sexy fun with a hot guy. If that wasn’t enough, I thought about tonight. What we were going to do or how we were going to do it. The man was inventive as hell. My pussy clenched with anticipation. And ached from the very hard pounding it had been taking lately.

All of our interactions had been quick, illicit hook-ups. Two bodies coming together in a symphony of lust. No dates, no pillow talk. Exactly what I needed.