Maverick (The Family Simon 3)

“I didn’t say that I never had sex. I just said that it wasn’t angry.”

> Wait. What?

For the second time in less than twenty minutes, Charlie slid out from underneath the vehicle. Jesus. If they kept this up, nothing would get fixed today.

She nailed Davis with a no-nonsense look. “Well if you didn’t have angry sex with someone, then you had…”

Her eyes widened and when a slow grin curved along Davis’s mouth, she jumped to her feet. “You and Ava?” she asked incredulously.

Davis shrugged. “I’m not one to kiss and tell.”

“But I talked to her yesterday afternoon. She didn’t say anything.”

“That’s because I was still there and we were in her hot tub.”

“Ewww. I don’t want to hear this,” Charlie said, backing away.

“Naked in her hot tub.”

She smiled. “It’s about time, you know. You guys have been dancing around each other for years. I don’t know why you never hooked up before.”

“Sometimes timing sucks.”

She thought of Rick just then, and damn, were those hot tears threatening the corners of her eyes? Why the hell was she getting so goddamn emotional? She was going to chalk it up to PMS and get on with her day.

“Yeah, I get that,” she replied, turning back to her truck.

“He’ll call you, you know.”

Charlie turned her head to the side. “I know.”

But did she really? Was she so sure that he’d call? What did she really know about the guy other than his name, Rick Simon? No…Maverick Simon.

“He also arranged for a delivery to your house.”

Thank God she hadn’t slid beneath the truck again, because this was getting ridiculous.

“A delivery?”

“Yes, something for Connor, I think. A surprise, according to Ken. He’s got it on his rig and I hope you don’t mind, but I ah, I gave him the code to your back door so he could get into your place.”

That emotion pressed harder and she felt her cheeks burn as Charlie struggled to keep her shit together.

A surprise.

“I wonder what it is?” she asked softly.

Davis smiled as he reached for his mask and blowtorch. “Guess you’ll have to wait until you get home to find out.”

“I guess so,” she murmured, and then jerked her head up. “Why did you tell me if it was supposed to be a surprise?”

“Why do you think?” Davis replied. “Because you’ve been in a shit mood all day and we still have five or six hours to go until we can call it quits. I did it for my own mental health.”

“Well, thanks then.”

“No problem.”

“So you and Ava…”