Undone (A Country Roads Novel) Read Online Free PDF

Brendan.”
    Brendan the beautiful.
    That was an apt description of him. Paige had known he was hot, but when she’d gotten a full-on look at his face without his sunglasses, she’d about melted to the floor. He had the clearest, brightest blue eyes she’d ever seen on a man. And damn, when they’d been intently focused on her she’d about lost all reason, like the fact that she couldn’t possibly like him already.
    It was a problem. He was a problem. She couldn’t have feelings for him. She’d just met him, and he’d been an ass. But he’d also been really nice. And God, that smile. She’d been right—it did reach all the way up to his eyes.
    “So you’re not denying it?” Paige could hear the smile in Abby’s voice. “You do want him to be yours.”
    “I don’t even know him. I spent a total of an hour with the man and he drove me crazy for half of it.”
    “What about the other half?”
    For the other half he’d still driven her crazy. Just in a completely different way. There’d been that moment in his truck when he’d turned to her and apologized. It had taken Paige so off guard she’d forgotten how to speak…and how to breathe. He was lethal when he was sincere. Who was she kidding? He was lethal just existing.
    “For the other half I tolerated him.”
    “Liar,” Abby said, laughing through the phone. “Just admit it, you want him.”
    “Can we talk about something else?” Paige pleaded.
    “Fine. If you want to delude yourself you go ahead and do that. But I’m going to say one last thing.”
    “Fine. Go.”
    “This is the first time that I’ve talked to you in the past three months when you’ve actually sounded like you again.”
    “I…” Paige trailed off, staring at the ceiling fan as it spun in a slow, lazy circle. She got dizzy and she closed her eyes. Too bad her spinning head had nothing to do with the fan.
    “So anyways,” Abby continued, saving Paige from examining the feelings, or whatever they were, that she might or might not have for the hot mechanic.
    *  *  *
    The morning after Paige’s car had broken down, she sat in the kitchen in front of the computer, still wearing her pajamas and sipping on a strong cup of cinnamon-vanilla coffee. Her legs were arranged on the chair in a way that she was able to rest her chin on her left knee while her right was tucked underneath her.
    She was back on the job hunt, and since she flat-out refused to use the Mirabelle Information Center Web site, she was currently scrolling through the classifieds on the town newspaper site.
    “Anything?” Denise asked from the stove where she was frying bacon and scrambling eggs.
    “Nope,” Paige said. “Well, they need a pizza delivery person for Papa Pan’s, but as my car isn’t running I don’t think that’s an option.”
    “Hmm, maybe not. Soooo,” Denise said, dragging out the word, “has anybody called about your car?”
    And by anybody , Denise meant Brendan. As soon as Trevor had mentioned Brendan’s name the night before, Denise’s face had lit up and she’d asked about a hundred questions. She was just as bad as Abby. Though Denise hadn’t called him the hot mechanic. No, she’d referred to him as that nice young man .
    Oh, that nice young man towed your car ?
    Doesn’t that nice young man just have the most gorgeous smile ?
    I’m sure that nice young man would be quite the catch.
    Don’t you think that nice young man would be more than capable of making love to you for hours on end and so thoroughly that you’d forget your own name ?
    Okay, so that last one was definitely something that Paige had thought and not something that Denise had said.
    “No, mother,” Paige said. “Brendan hasn’t called.”
    “Oh, I didn’t mention that nice young man’s name. So you were thinking about him? I knew there was a spark there.”
    “Mom,” Paige said, looking over her shoulder.
    “What?” she asked innocently as she glanced up from the stove.
    “You know