Wild Card
“He wasn't going to let anyone run him off, he claimed.
Sabella worked in the garage for several hours, tuning up one of the vehicles that had come in the evening before and finishing it before she looked at the clock and smiled.
She lowered the hood, her gaze going to Noah.
He was watching the computer readout on a new SUV, twirling a wrench lazily through his fingers and chewing gum. Damn, she was glad none of the old mechanics he had employed worked here anymore. They would have seen that and... suspected instantly. If they had ever paid attention to it. It was something Sabella had found completely sexy the few times she had seen him do it, so many years ago.
Irish. Her heart swelled, tears threatened to rush to her eyes, and she had to turn away quickly to keep from sobbing out in joy.
Her Irish. He was back, he was here. She trembled at the knowledge and shook with the anger.
Whatever had kept him away, it was obvious he had spent quite a lot of time recovering from it.MoreLess
Sabella worked in the garage for several hours, tuning up one of the vehicles that had come in the evening before and finishing it before she looked at the clock and smiled.
She lowered the hood, her gaze going to Noah.
He was watching the computer readout on a new SUV, twirling a wrench lazily through his fingers and chewing gum. Damn, she was glad none of the old mechanics he had employed worked here anymore. They would have seen that and... suspected instantly. If they had ever paid attention to it. It was something Sabella had found completely sexy the few times she had seen him do it, so many years ago.
Irish. Her heart swelled, tears threatened to rush to her eyes, and she had to turn away quickly to keep from sobbing out in joy.
Her Irish. He was back, he was here. She trembled at the knowledge and shook with the anger.
Whatever had kept him away, it was obvious he had spent quite a lot of time recovering from it.MoreLess
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