swap vehicles so her sister and the baby would have safe, reliable transport. Looking at the vehicle now, she wondered why she hadn’t traded it in for something better. She was a little embarrassed by the old car’s state of neglect.
“Hey. It’s a Gemini.”
“Ah, yeah.” Leah knew nothing about cars and could only answer because of the badge on the back of the car that told her Chris was right.
“My grandfather had one of these. He used to let me sit on his lap while he drove up the driveway.” Chris ran his hand over the roof of the car. “I haven’t seen one up close in years. Can I drive it?”
He wanted to drive her car? “I…sure. Now?”
“Yeah, I’ll drive to where I’m parked on level one.”
“Okay.” Leah searched her bag for the keys. “It’s a bit unreliable. It might not start first go.”
“As long as it does start.” He took the keys from her and unlocked the driver’s door. “No central locking, huh?”
“No.” She walked around to the passenger side while Chris slid in behind the wheel and leaned across to unlock and push open her door. “They didn’t have those modern conveniences thirty years ago.”
“Doesn’t matter. This thing is a classic.” He ran his hand lovingly over the dash. “I always wanted one. Never did get it though…”
“There are plenty of days I’d gladly give you this one.”
“If you ever want to get rid of it, let me know. I’ll buy it in a heartbeat.” He put the key in the ignition and turned.
Nothing. “Told you.”
“You did. But give her a second.” He stroked his hand over the dashboard again and Leah shivered as though it was her skin he was touching. Oblivious to her reaction, Chris turned the key again. This time the engine roared to life. “There. Perfect.”
Leah shook her head. Normally if the stupid thing didn’t start first time, it took five or six more tries to get it going. “You’ve got the magic touch.”
He turned towards her, winked. “More of that Christmas magic.”
She frowned. “We’ll have to agree to disagree on that.”
Chris put the car in reverse and, after checking behind them, backed out of the spot. “I’m serious about buying this if you ever want to sell.”
“What could you possible want with this old thing?” Leah had no doubt he had a fancy — probably brand new — car waiting for him on level one.
“She might be old, but a little paint and some fine tuning and she’ll look great and run like a dream.” He patted the dash. “Won’t you, sweetheart?”
The man was being very affectionate with her car. “Surely it’s not worth the expense?”
He glanced at her as he drove through the car park. “Not worth it? Of course she is.”
“It would make more sense to purchase something newer.”
“Just because something is a bit old and shabby doesn’t mean we should throw it away.”
“Well no, but there are safer cars on the market.”
“If that’s how you feel, why are you still driving this one?”
“It was Haylee’s. We swapped when she moved in with me. I actually use public transport to get to work. She drives my new — safe — car when she needs and I take this if I go anywhere without her and Meggie.”
“Ah, I see.”
“I guess I need to think about getting a better second car now that Haylee’s going back to uni. We’ll both be transporting Meggie to and from preschool each day…”
“I’ll give you five grand for this,” Chris offered.
“What?” He really did need his head examined. “It’s not worth five thousand dollars.”
“It is to me.” He pulled into a vacant spot beside a shiny new Audi. “This is me.” He put the car in park, turned her way, and grinned.
She didn’t understand why he wanted her junker when he had a gorgeous car to drive.
“Let me know when you’re ready for me to take this beauty off your hands.” He left the engine running and got out.
Shaking her head, Leah climbed out and walked around to the