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are you going?”
    “Well, if the
car gets fixed, the Steak House. If it doesn’t, then its pizza
delivery, because I refuse to ride that monstrosity of a motorbike
he’s so fond of.”
    “Your car is
broken down? Why don’t you get a mechanic out to look at it?”
    “Because Mike
reckons he and Tim can fix it.” Maddy smiled wryly.
    “Don’t you need
it for work?”
    “I’ve got a
week of holidays, so that’s not a problem.” Getting up, Maddy
crossed to the stove and opened the door. Sticking a thin, wooden
stick into the cake, she nodded approval as it came out dry and
clean.
    Cindy chewed
her bottom lip as she considered how to make an offer without
offending her friend.
    Guessing
correctly, Maddy said as she placed the cake tin on the wire rack,
“We can afford a mechanic, don’t worry.”
    “Then this is
just a man thing?”
    “This is just a
man thing.”
    “Promise?”
    Maddy levelled
a look at her.
    “Fine.” Cindy
held up both hands, palms outwards. “Peace, sister. I’ll keep my
nasty old money.”
    Maddy grinned.
“You do that.” Placing a plate on the counter, she opened a
container of home-made muffins.
    “Oh, man.”
Cindy’s mouth watered. “Chuck one of those here, please!”
    Without missing
a beat, Maddy tossed a muffin through the air and Cindy caught it
unerringly. Taking a bite, she moaned. “Yummy.”
    “I thought I’d
take some out to the blokes.” Maddy carefully placed four muffins
on the plate and added some biscuits before deftly covering the
plate in gladwrap. “Could you grab some iced coffees out of the
‘fridge?”
    “I have to pay
for the muffin by being your servant?”
    “Nothing is for
free.”
    “Why don’t you
just call the blokes in?” Cindy retrieved two cartons of iced
coffee.
    “Because once
Mike starts something, he’s loathe to stop.” Maddy picked up the
plate and walked out into the hall.
    Following her
through into the lounge and the newly made archway that entered
into what was once Mike’s half of the duplex, Cindy glanced around.
“What are you going to do with all the furniture?”
    “We’re still
deciding.”
    “You could
always buy new.”
    “Nah. Mike’s a
big man, his furniture is pretty tough. We’ll probably keep his
lounge suite.”
    “What are you
going to do with the extra rooms? Still making one into a
library?”
    “We’ll probably
make this the library, a nice quiet room to sit and read.”
    “Don’t you mean
a place you can escape to when he’s watching car racing?” Cindy
asked dryly.
    “That too.”
Maddy laughed and led the way out of the door and onto the
veranda.
    Now they were
on the side that was once Mike’s, and going by the sounds coming
from his garage this was where the repairs were happening.
    “I told him he
could mess his garage up,” Maddy informed Cindy, “But he’s to leave
mine nice and clean.”
    “Laying down
the law. I like it.”
    “Laying down
the law to a cop like Mike?” Maddy laughed louder. “Are you kidding
me?”
    “Mike’s putty
in your hands.”
    “He can be
stubborn when he wants to be, trust me.”
    “You like
it.”
    Maddy’s grin
grew wider.
    They rounded
the corner and came to a stop in front of the open garage door.
Inside it the two men were bent over each side of the open bonnet
while tinkering with the mysterious innards of engine pieces. They
straightened at the same time and looked from the engine to each
other, discussing the problem.
    Cindy glanced
at Maddy and saw the softening of her face, her rounded cheeks
flushing slightly as Mike glanced around at her. Mike’s eyes
softened as well, but the glow that lit them held a lot of
desire.
    Yeah, Mike
loved Maddy, loved every bit of her lush curves and voluptuous
body, as he termed it just to make her blush and laugh. But there
was no joke about the desire that burned in his eyes every time he
looked at his fiancé. The desire and the love, the total
acceptance.
    Cindy wondered
if anyone would ever