“I saved some sites with info on that. As long as we post signs for customers that say we’ve got cameras, it’s okay. Want me to forward them to you?”
“Okay. No more shop talk.” She takes a big swig of her drink. “Let’s order some apps. I’m starving.”
The woman can eat anything she wants and not gain a pound, I swear to you. All right, that’s not true. She works out almost every day, making it possible for her to snarf down a bunch of calories. Me? Not so much. Still, I’m hungry and this place has amazing fried pickles. Once our order is placed, we sit in companionable silence and sip our drinks. When the rumble of engines sound in the distance, I turn my head in time to see Nate and his friend drive past.
I’m not sure he sees me because I did my best to cover my face.
“Don’t bother. He noticed you.”
“How do you know?”
“Because I was watching him. Him and his hot friend.” She raises a hand and makes a clawing gesture like a cougar. “Didn’t you say you wanted to pay him back for fixing your tire?”
“Yes.”
“We should go visit him at the shop. Maybe that cutie riding with him works there too.” She winks at me.
No way do I want to show up there again. “I’ll mail it to him.”
“You can’t trust the mail. It’s better to do it in person. That way you know he’ll get it.”
We’re quiet for a minute. “You’re so full of it.” I snicker. “You can trust the U. S. mail.”
She shrugs, essentially ignoring me. “By the way…. I saw the footage from the front of the shop last night.”
Oh, lordy. “Mm-hmm.” I take a gulp of my white wine and regret it.
“He tried to kiss you.”
I nearly choke on that gulp of wine, but I get myself together. “Tried and failed.”
Laura sighs. “Why the fuck wouldn’t you let that hot piece of ass kiss you?” She arches her brow. “And do all the other things I believe he’s capable of?”
I shrug. “Because one minute he’s insulting me and the next he’s calling me ‘honey’. I’m not about to kiss that jerk.”
“Oh,honey.” She snickers. “You deserve a good fuck. And that man would give you the fuck of your life.”
I’m sure she’s on to something, except…. “I’m not interested.”
Laura laughs. “You’re full of shit. I don’t think you’d know what to do with yourself if you had actual good sex. You’ve only ever had Travis’s dick.”
True. Travis was the only man I’ve ever been with in bed.
Laura looks at me with sympathetic eyes. “His dick was tiny.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because you got drunk and told me.”
Oh. Right. “I didn’t say it was small.”
Laura holds her hand up and points to her pinky finger.
Oh boy. I feel like I need to defend the man. “That’s when he’s flaccid.”
She then points to her middle finger.
“Fine. He was small.”
