Maverick (The Family Simon 3)

“Well that’s not good, considering your job is to write hit songs and score music.”

Maverick had nothing. Donovan was right.

She leaned close to her monitor and pushed back a long rope of blond hair. Her eyes nailed Maverick with a no-nonsense expression. “You’re too tense. Too preoccupied. You need to get laid.”

“Jesus Christ, Donnie. Is that your answer for everything?”

A smile crept over her features. “Well, it’s not an answer for everything of course, but honey, you’re strung tighter than a yo-yo. Getting laid can’t hurt. There’s gotta be someone there that can help you out.”

Maverick leaned back in his chair. She was fishing for information.

“Maybe there is,” he said without thinking.

An eyebrow shot up and Donovan’s grin widened even more. “Details please,” she demanded.

He should have kept his damn mouth shut. He considered the situation and then thought, what the hell. Maybe Donnie would have some kind of perspective that he didn’t.

“I met someone and she’s got me intrigued.”

“And?”

“Her name’s Charlie and she’s a mechanic.”

Donovan giggled and Maverick couldn’t help but smile. It was nice to hear.

“A mechanic,” she repeated.

He nodded. “Yep.”

Donovan’s eyes softened. “I think a mechanic sounds sexy. What else you got?”

“We just met, so not much.”

Donnie snorted. “Oh come on, Maverick. You gotta give me something more than that. I’ve got nothing but time on my hands until the baby comes.”

He thought for a second. “She’s prickly as hell. Kind of rude. She’s opinionated and doesn’t hold back, and I’m not all that sure she likes me much.”

“Please. I don’t know any woman who could resist your smile. You’re the devil and you know it. That’s like crack to women.” Donovan paused, eyes thoughtful. “I gotta say though, she doesn’t sound like your usual type.”

“Yeah. I know. But she’s got something. Her laugh is…” Okay now he sounded like a goofball. Maverick cleared his throat and sat up straighter. “Doesn’t matter anyway. It’s not like I’m sticking around this place for long. I probably shouldn’t be getting involved with anyone.”

“Jesus, Rick. You don’t have to marry the girl. Tell me the truth. Is she into you?”

Hell if he knew.

“Is that it?” Donnie said with a grin. “She’s not falling all over herself to get into the pants of the very hot and very notorious Maverick Simon?”

“She doesn’t know who I am, remember?”

“Oh, right.” Donovan paused, her brow furrowed. “So what did you tell her?”

“That my name is Rick.”

“And that’s it.”

“Yeah.”

“Huh.”