The front door slammed shut before I could say more. “Hello!”
Ava. Thank god.
“In here,” I called and the men put the dildos on the table. Ava breezed in, all smiles and perfect, Miss America hair. I hated that she looked so good all the time. I’d never seen her without at least mascara and lip gloss. She lived on a ranch in Montana, not Park Avenue, and I wanted to hate her for being so flipping perfect. But, I couldn’t.
With her in the room, I looked like a hot mess. My red hair was wild and always unruly. I didn’t have on any makeup, and I was in a t-shirt and jeans.
“Guys, this is Ava—”
“Bennett!” Ava said, giving him a hug as if they knew each other. “Cash, it’s been a while,” she added when she turned to Mr. Dark and Deadly.
I frowned. What the hell?
The intense looks they’d been giving me fell away and they smiled at Ava.
“Any more problems with that four wheeler?” Cash asked her.
She shook her head, her styled curls sliding across her shoulders. “Nope, the new carburetor did the trick.”
Carburetor? Since when did she know about engine parts? She ran the Seed and Feed, but still. And why was she asking these two? I posed the obvious question. “You guys know each other?”
Ava stepped out of Bennett’s hug, but put her hand on his arm. “Of course. Cash owns the auto shop on Main. He’s the one who towed your truck this morning.”
My mouth fell open as I looked to him. He grinned at me and winked.
I’d been helping Gus, Kemp and Poe with a company web site and, when done, I went out to my truck parked in front of their office to discover it wouldn’t start. Kemp had given me a ride here to Kaitlyn’s and said he’d take care of getting it to the mechanic. I just didn’t know it had been Cash.
“And Bennett’s building that custom bike for Jed I told you about.”
Towed trucks… Custom bike… Carburetors…
“I thought… I thought—” I sputtered, looked at the men. Holy shit. Yeah, they knew exactly what I thought.
Bennett ran a hand over the back of his neck and offered me a wicked smile.
These two hotties weren’t strippers at all.
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