Maverick (The Family Simon 3) - Page 56
Charlie smiled and walked over. “Hey Ken, what cha got?”
Ken was a tall, lanky guy on the wrong side of sixty with a balding head that was perpetually shiny and had never seen a warm hat. He had a ready smile, sparkling green eyes and an Adams apple that was quite something. Sometimes people had to tell themselves to keep their eyes above the neck—it was that distracting.
At least Charlie did.
“What I got is a real beauty,” he said with a wide grin. He glanced around, eyes questioning. “Looks like there’s no room?”
“Hold on, Ken,” Davis said. “I’m done with this F-150 and can move it outside until the customer comes back for it.”
“Right,” Ken said. I’ll move my rig and give you some room.”
Charlie nodded. “Okay, you guys get it figured out. I’m going to grab some coffee and get back to work.”
By the time she walked out to the front desk area and returned with a hot cup of coffee, the truck that Davis had been working on was gone and in its place was the Shelby.
Just the sight of it spiked her heart rate and Charlie hustled over, interrupting Ken and Davis. “Where the hell did that come from?” She moved so that she could see around Ken, but there was no one else there.
Ken looked a little unsure and Davis smiled at the tow truck driver, offering his hand. “Thanks for bringing it by.”
“You bet,” Ken replied before turning to Charlie. “I told you she was a beaut. She sure is in good hands.”
Charlie nodded and as soon as the bay door slid back into place, she walked over to the car.
“Why is the Shelby here?”
Davis took another sip from the water bottle she’d tossed him earlier. “I told Rick we’d work on it.”
“And when exactly did you do that?”
“Yesterday morning when he called me.”
“Oh,” she said, a little surprised.
“He said that he had to go back to Florida and he wasn’t sure how long he’d be gone. He asked if it would be all right to have the Shelby delivered and I said yes.”
“You should have asked me first.”
“I figured he did.”
“Oh, and why is that?” She knew she sounded childish, but for some reason she couldn’t help herself.
“Well because he said he’d just left your place and since it was not even nine o’clock in the morning, I knew he’d spent the night.” Davis’s eyes softened. “Haven’t you talked to him since he left?”
Shit. Charlie whirled around and headed back to the truck she was working on. “No I haven’t.”
“Ah, now I get it.”
“You got shit,” she retorted over her shoulder.
“You’re in a pissy mood because he hasn’t called you, so why don’t you just buck up and admit it?”
She slid beneath the truck once more, heart still beating rapidly and her emotions all over the place. What the hell was wrong with her?
“Why don’t you admit that you had angry sex?” she shot back, because you know she was so damn mature.
Davis laughed. “Trust me. If I had angry sex, I’d be the first to admit to it. But I didn’t.”
“You’re lying.”
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