Page 24 of Knot A Chance

I clicked on Bennett’s contact info and tentatively held the phone to my ear.

“Felix?” he asked, sounding alarmed. “Is everything okay?”

“We’ve known each other for a month and I’ve somehow managed to give you the impression that I’d only call you because something’s wrong? Maybe I’m calling to move up our date.”

“Are you?” he asked, the sound of metal hitting metal in the background.

“Depends on your idea of a date. How do you feel about picking me up outside my apartment and towing my car to your garage?”

Bennett chuckled and I could picture him running his hand through his hair. He probably looked all hot and greasy at work. Okay, maybe this could be our first date, I bet watching him work on cars would be better foreplay than dinner and a movie.

“Not exactly what I’d had in mind, but I can make it work,” he said. “I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”

“You can just send one of your people.”

He laughed. “One of my people? There are only three thousand people in this town. I have one guy and he didn’t show up—again. Besides, why would I pass up this opportunity to impress you with one of my many alpha skills?”

“I don’t think being a mechanic is related to being an alpha,” I said, shaking my head.

“You haven’t seen the way I fix cars yet,” he said, his voice low and smooth sending a shiver of desire through me.

“Fine, come on over and impress me. I like my coffee with a small ton of sugar in it, and I prefer baked goods to breakfast sandwiches.”

“Oh, now who’s making this a date?” I could hear the smirk in his voice. “I never said I was picking up breakfast.”

“You said you wanted to impress me, and the alpha desire to feed their omega is both entirely ridiculous and extremely strong. You’ve probably been thinking about feeding me for the last five minutes and I suspect you will succumb to your natural instinct as soon as you learn that I was headed to breakfast and haven’t eaten yet.”

“I really fucking like you.”

I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth, trying to suppress my smile. “Just another reason you’re definitely picking up breakfast.”

“I’m hanging up the phone now. Stay put.”

“Yes, alpha,” I said with an eyeroll.

“Felix,” Bennett growled. “You’re going to have to stop calling me that until you mean it. It makes my dick very hard, which I find inconvenient when you aren’t here to suck me off.”

“Okay, now I’m hanging up because I’m thinking about your dick and I’m sitting outside in a cold car that won’t start so it’s not really the optimal place to start jerking off.”

Bennett laughed. “I’ll be right there, handsome. Hang tight.”

True to his word, Bennett arrived less than twenty minutes later, pulling up in front of me in his big black truck, looking like sex on wheels in a pair of grease-marked jeans and a long-sleeved, navy blue henley. He ran his hand through his hair, letting it fall in a frame around his face as he walked toward me with a cup of coffee.

He opened my door and held the coffee out to me. “Any idea what’s wrong with it?”

“I’m really not a car guy, but it was working fine yesterday.”

“Mind if I pop the hood and take a look before we tow it back to the shop? If it’s an easy fix, we may not need to move it.”

I grabbed the coffee from him and took a long sip. “Ever met someone who isn’t interested in watching you be sexy and mechanicy?”

Bennett laughed and shook his head as he walked to the front of the car. He popped the hood and I got out to stand beside him. I can’t very well watch him with the hood blocking the windshield.

He looked around under the hood for a few minutes, touching things and checking various fluid levels, before turning to face me. “There’s a hoodie on the seat in my truck for you, along with a chocolate donut.”

“I don’t want to miss the show,” I said.

Bennett gave me an amused look and moved to stand next to me, taking the coffee from my hands. “Go before you freeze to death and I start hand feeding you.”