Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 67000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
“I told her she should probably lift the car up more to get that unstuck,” the man suggested.
I looked up at him to see if he was kidding, but his Botoxed face wasn’t resembling the emotion I expected.
“Uh, no,” I said to him. “If you lift it off the ground, all it’ll do is spin, and you’ll never get the lug nuts loosened.”
He pursed his lips, and no lines whatsoever marred his face.
I got to work on the last lug nut, then jacked the car up to get the tire off.
Just as I pulled it off, Ellodie rounded the car with the spare in her hands, holding it away from her body so she didn’t get her blue dress dirty.
I took it from her before she could make it to me, then quickly got it onto the car.
Once I was done, I stepped back and said, “You need a ride?”
“Uh, no, you fixed me up.” The guy beamed, looking not the least bit repentant. “Now I don’t have to pay a fee. Thanks!”
I looked at Ellodie with a raised brow, and she looked relieved. “Actually, yes. It’s nice meeting you, Darrel.”
“It’s Darron,” Darron corrected.
“Sure.” Ellodie smiled.
She walked to my passenger side seat and got in, slamming the door closed behind her.
I grinned, then turned back to Darron to see him staring in disbelief at his date ditching him.
“Have a good one.” I paused before I got into my car. “And just sayin’, but if you ever want to get a date with a girl like her, you really need to figure out how to be a man.”
I dropped into the cruiser at his outraged gasp, then turned to her. “Did you eat yet?”
She was already shaking her head. “No. Dammit. We went to Top Golf, and he wouldn’t let me order food.”
I pulled out onto the ramp and accelerated, merging into traffic with ease.
“What sounds good?” I asked. “There are a couple of places on this next exit.”
I knew where she lived, too. There was a pretty nice Chinese restaurant right outside her building.
It wasn’t the best part of town, and honestly looked like a broken-down bunch of nothing from the outside, but man, the food was the best I’d ever had.
“Chinese,” she offered. “There’s this little hole in the wall place right down the road from my place.”
I flashed a grin her way. “I know it, and I was just thinking about offering that up as a suggestion.”
She flashed me a smile, but then said, “If you don’t mind, I’d love to go wash my hands really quick. I don’t know what to do with my hands.”
“That’s my favorite line from a Will Ferrell movie,” I replied as I started scanning the area for a gas station that was lit up enough we’d both be safe. Finding one, I pulled in, and went straight to the front parking spot.
“I’m not a big Will Ferrell fan,” she admitted as she got out of my cruiser and started walking inside without another word.
I watched her go until I couldn’t anymore, and then took in the men inside who did much the same.
I wasn’t unaware of her beauty.
She wasn’t tall, but also wasn’t short. Around five-foot-five or so, she was the perfect height for me to rest my chin against the top of her head.
Something I’d been weirdly focusing on each time she was within arm’s reach of me.
It had to be because I wanted her in my arms.
Hell, I wanted her to be all over me, and vice versa, and that was an understatement.
Her long brown hair was up in a low bun at her nape, a few lone tendrils curling at the edges of her nape.
Her arms and shoulders looked fantastic in the blue sequined, spaghetti strap dress. And her ass and thighs… I could say that I’d never actually had a favorite body part on a woman. I was an equal opportunity kind of guy. I liked tits. Ass. Thighs.
There wasn’t a single piece of a woman that I didn’t find attractive.
Ellodie Solaire was a knockout.
She had it all.
Movement out of the corner of my eye had me twisting my head, and I narrowed my eyes as I saw a fancy man in a suit get out and lean against his car.
Was he waiting for someone?
Not liking how he was just leaning there waiting for something, I got out of the cruiser and locked it, heading inside.
When I got in there, it was to find a couple of men crowded close to the bathroom, pretending to be infatuated with tire pressure gauges.
And, because I wasn’t born yesterday, I posted up right outside the bathroom door, causing the men to scatter.
I gritted my teeth and listened as the toilet in the bathroom flushed, then water turned on.
Ellodie came out moments later, drying her hands with a paper towel.