“Maybe you’d do better if you toned down your game.”
Tiffany scowled.“What exactly do you mean by that?”
“I don’t mean toningyourselfdown — so don’t look so offended.I mean Brayden’s quieter, more thoughtful.He’s not an in-your-face kind of guy.Stop scowling at me like that — I’m not saying you’re in-your-face or not thoughtful.I’m saying… you know how they say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach?Well, I think with Brayden, it’s more a case of the way to his heart would be…” She let out a short laugh.“I don’t really know.But I think you might have to take a quiet path to get there.How about that?”
Tiffany nodded, looking thoughtful.“You might be onto something there, Savvie.Thanks.You’re right.”
She checked her watch, and Tiffany asked, “How long do you have before you need to get to work?”
“I’m not on until later today.”
“Damn, I wish I could hang out for longer, but I’ve only got an hour before I need to go to work.”
“That’s okay — I knew you wouldn’t be able to spend the day with me.And I need to get the Camaro over to the garage and do some work on the brakes this afternoon anyway.Do you mind if I leave the Ford here for now?”
“Of course I don’t.I was going to say you still live here — but even when you don’t, you can park your car here anytime.”
“Only until we get you driving and into a car of your own.”
Tiffany waved a hand at her but didn't discount the idea loudly and immediately like she usually did.
“Are you thinking about maybe learning to drive, then?”
Tiffany made a face.“I may have been studying for the written part of the test.I mean, it can't hurt, right – just studying?And besides, it's starting to get damn cold at night.”
Savannah chuckled.“I told you that you wouldn’t like winter here if you have to walk everywhere.I know you, so I won’t push, but I’ll just put it out there one more time.As soon as you’re ready for lessons — when you want to start getting behind the wheel — you let me know.I’ll be upset if you don’t.”
“Okay — but only because I don’t want to upset you.”
“In that case, I’ll also be upset if you don’t let me help you find a car when you’re ready.You won’t need to spend much.I’ll make sure it’s I'll make sure it's safe and dependable for you, and Jake can help too.”
“Thanks, babe.”
Chapter Twenty-One
"Pump them up for me."
Jake grinned as he pumped the brake pedal in Savannah's Camaro.When she'd driven it onto the lift, he'd been so tempted to tell her to stay inside and ask that she pump the brakes while he bled them, but he was proud of himself for holding back.There was something damn sexy about watching her get out and collect the supplies that she needed before turning to him with a smile and saying, "How would you feel about sitting in there and pumping them for me?"
He'd been more than happy to oblige, and more than tempted to tell her that he'd do pretty much anything she asked when she was wearing her coveralls.
"And hold them," she called.
He pressed the brake pedal all the way to the floor and felt the give.
"That's great.Thanks.Nearly done," she called.
When she was finished, she let the lift back down and he climbed out.
"They weren't as bad as I thought," she told him.
"Have I told you today that I love you?"he asked with a smile as he watched her wipe her hands on a rag.
Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at him."I believe you may have told me before you left this morning, but I hope there's not a quota on how many times we get to say it in a day."
He chuckled."Far from it."
She came to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, rolling up on her toes to press kisses to his lips and then murmuring, "Good.Because I love you.I love you.I love you."
