Page 4 of Revived My Heart

Within minutes, he had a line wrapped around my back hitch and was moving it out of the way. I planted my hands on my hips as I watched him do all of this quickly.

Late for work my ass. He just wanted to be a prick.

Once he moved it back up to his cabin, I followed, glaring at him as he jumped out of his cab.

“What?”

“Late for work, huh?”

He gave me a sheepish grin which had my stomach knotting up.

Nope, don’t go there girl. Remember, no men.

“I really am sorry. Just caught me off guard and I lashed out.”

“Your people skills when accidents happen need some serious work there, Mason.” I looked at my truck and sighed. “I’m also about to ask for some favors because I don’t know anything. How far away is the town?”

“A few minutes. You weren’t far by any means.”

“Oh, great. Okay. Can my truck stay here until I get things worked out? I need to check the diner before I start moving anything in. That’s really my first concern right now.”

I watched him as he paused, his eyes raking me over yet again and I fought the urge to hide myself.

“You own it now?”

“Yes. I used to own the one in my old town. Been running that one for years. I know what I'm doing, if that’s what you’re worried about?”

“No, not that. Just surprised. Then again, you seem to be full of them today, Patty. I can drive you over to the diner if you like?”

“Don’t have work to get to?”

He ran his hand over the back of his neck, giving me another panty melting grin and I had to mentally fight to not let it get to me.

“Don’t really work. Help out around these parts, but not a full-time job. Retired.”

“Aren’t you young to be retired?”

“Sure am. And I love it. Hop on up.”

I had to bite the inside of my cheek to not take that the wrong way and accept it as a personal invitation. Where the hell was all of this coming from anyway? I wasn’t a hussy, didn’t need sex.

But since seeing him, I was thinking far too much of it. And with him. And let’s be honest, that was not good. For all I know, he could be married. Or sleep around. Or wasn’t even attracted to me.

I smacked my forehead, trying to get rid of those thoughts.

Because none of it mattered.

I wasn’t here for relationships. Or fuck buddies. I was here to work, to get some type of life together again after having it implode like that. I wanted to be able to retire wealthy. Well, I could. But I loved working at a diner, loved being an owner.

“Okay pretty lady,” he said, pulling up to the building.

True to word, the town was not big. It had a bar, which was currently closed, a very little town hall and chamber building,the diner, and what looked like a YMCA of some sort. I shook my head and walked to the front door, taking out the key that was sent to me and walked in, doing my best to not inhale the dust.

I glanced around, seeing the good bones in it, and that it didn’t need much. A little TLC and I could have this place running pretty quickly.

Now, maybe Mason would be so kind as to help me with some staff. I walked back outside, grinning as I stopped outside his door, his eyes narrowing at my look.

That's right buddy, don't trust me, because I sure as hell don’t trust myself around you right now.