high school, and always had a date to the dances. But she never found one that she wanted to spend more than a few months with. She did miss the few chances she had to get dressed up, which to be honest, was only in high school.
Delaney loved being a girly-girl when she got the chance. She wasn’t very good at it since her mom passed away when she was eight. She and her dad had been left to fend for themselves. Ray wasn’t overly concerned about hair bows and makeup. He also forgot about explaining a woman’s menstrual cycle to her. Lucky for her, she wasn’t feeling well and went to the school nurse who was a kindly woman that helped her out. After that, Delaney went out of her way to try and figure out the girl stuff on her own. She joined several sports teams so she would have some automatic girlfriends. They taught her how to braid hair and pick out lip-gloss.
That was over seven years ago now. Now at twenty-five, she spent ninety-percent of her time in greasy coveralls and backward baseball caps. There was also her stunning social life that included calling bingo at the Elks Lodge when Gladys was sick or the rare trip of driving an hour into a town big enough to have a movie theater.
After fancy-jeans had left, Delaney couldn’t stop herself from wondering who this guy was. William Klein was too easy to look up on the internet. Her encounter with him hadn’t been difficult because she’d just thought he was a rich city boy visiting their little town for the week. It turned out he wasn’t just a random tourist with enough vacation time saved up to spend a week driving a car around. He was a millionaire that ran a casino. He practically owned it. Well, his family did. And he had plenty of time and money to drive a car around for a week.
There were photos of him all over the world, standing with celebrities on yachts and shaking hands with politicians. There were even paparazzi pictures of him out on dates with beautiful women.
Now Delaney was worried about him coming back. She’d been all casual and cocky inviting him back to watch her work. She felt like she should change or get dressed up now. But then she wouldn’t be able to work on his car. She’d just get dirty again and look like an idiot at the same time.
She did check herself in the mirror in the bathroom and saw she had smudges on her face and the imprint of the goggles she’d been wearing when Will came in earlier. She scrubbed her face and kept trying to massage the indents out of her skin. She didn’t want to have a raccoon face when Will showed back up.
The regret was covering her in an uncomfortable feeling that she wished she’d gotten the car done before she decided to spy on him. She had a twisty knot in her stomach that she was worried would expand into sweats or vomiting.
“Delaney Jane, you have this. You are going to fix his car, eat some dinner, and wave goodbye as he drives away never to be seen again. Wow, that’s depressing.”
Okay, pep talks weren’t her thing. She knew better than to imagine this millionaire was there to sweep her off her feet and whisk her away to Hawaii. She’d always wanted to go there, it was at the top of her bucket list. But a townie like her saw lots of tourists come and go. No one ever stayed, and nobody that lived there ever got to leave. It wasn’t so bad. Although, Delaney promised herself one day she’d see both oceans. She’d seen some pretty big lakes, but dipping her toes in an actual ocean was a dream of hers.
William Klein was not her Prince Charming. At best, he was a nicer looking delivery guy. Not that Kenny the pizza kid wasn’t totally unattractive; his skin was clearing up since he graduated high school. William was so far out of her league it wasn’t funny. She really needed to stop watching rom-coms that gave her false hope.
Taking a last look in the mirror, she decided leaving her hat on was really her only option. She sighed and flicked off the bathroom light.
She’d