great. Ray usually goes home early to rest up for any late night calls. Which would make sense if he got a lot of late night calls, but he doesn’t. Once a month is busy for us around here, so he really just wants to watch Jeopardy.”
Will was thrilled that she said yes. Now he had to come up with not only a meal but conversation. Normally, he was an excellent talker. He did it for a living most of the time. Knowing how to put people at ease and get them comfortable enough to spend a ton of money in his casino was one of his top skills. He spoke three languages and was studying a fourth. He knew some of the biggest movers and shakers in the world. This mechanic was making him tongue-tied.
“Yeah, I’ve got a hankering to watch you work tonight. Might be nice to talk to someone that doesn’t want to talk about Jell-O shots or swap car accident stories.”
“You hear a lot of those?” she asked, her lips curving up. Will could swear her eyebrow rose under her goggles.
“I’m sure you could imagine. So are you going to tell me what D.J. stands for?”
“Tell you what; I’ll tell you depending on how good dinner is. Some stale fast food burgers? You might get a middle name. Something better? You could get my first name. It’s all up to you, hotshot.” Delaney grinned at him. She wasn’t used to flirting with guys. Around her town there wasn’t anyone she was willing to even practice on. Outside of that, it was all tourists. Nobody was in town long enough to give any attention to. This handsome well-off man was the latter. He might look like a prince, but that prince would be riding away in his coach in a few days without her. But dinner and conversation would be a welcome change.
“Challenge accepted. What time does Ray head home?”
“He says five, but it’s more like four-thirty, sometimes earlier. So how about six?” she offered.
Will’s cougar didn’t like the idea of this seductive smelling woman alone in the shop as it got dark outside. Sure, she probably did it all the time, but that didn’t mean man or cat had to like it.
“I’ll be here at five, food in hand,” he promised. He was telling himself that there was a good chance he would be waiting down the street to see when Ray left so he could show up right after. Not that he was going to tell her that. That would be weird for sure.
“See you then,” she said, giving him a cute little wave.
Will couldn’t help but smile at her. Her wave was adorable; she was adorable, and he wanted to leave so he could come back and see her smile again. He gave her a head nod and reluctantly turned away from her to walk outside. He was about to call Artie when he decided he needed a little more reliable transportation.
Making a quick call to his assistant, he had her contact a rental car agency and with a little convincing, they brought him a car to the corner down the street from the garage. He tipped the man what he had in his wallet for having to cab it back to the agency. Will looked up the closest restaurant and found a Mexican place less than an hour away. He headed out of town and stopped at a local brewery and picked up a growler of IPA. He was going to get a bottle of wine but decided car repairs and fajitas called for beer. Not just a bottle of beer, a large jug of it.
With the time it took him to head out of town and back, it was almost four o’clock. He parked down the street and scoped out the garage. The tow truck was still out in front of the shop. There was movement inside the open bay door, and he knew it was D.J. moving around his car. Now he just had to wait.
Chapter Six
D elaney knew he was out there. She could feel it. Her skin was tingling like it had when he had been in earlier. She had no idea what came over her. Flirting with a customer? Even with a cute customer like him, that had never happened.
She never considered herself the type of girl that guys wanted to flirt with. She liked how she looked, had boyfriends in