Page 104 of Ice Mechanic

Despite my firm tone, happiness glows in my chest as I watch her excitement.

April obediently settles back in the rug. “Chance, didyoudo all this?”

“Yes,” I answer.

Her eyebrows crash down in disbelief. “Really?”

“I paid someone, so technically?—”

Her mouth puckers. “That doesn’t count.”

“It does count.”

“No, it doesn’t.”

“Whoever pays a sniper to assassinate someone is ultimately responsible for the crime.”

“They’re technically both responsible for the crime, and this is not nearly the same as hiring a hit on someone.”

“I think the law would disagree with you,” I answer.

“And I think you’re the one who should have gotten smacked by a good book.”

“The Good Book?” I peer up at the starry skies, not surprised at all that the Lord Himself had to step in earlier. There was probably no other way to get my hands off April.

“No, I saidagood book. You’re impossible.” April rolls her eyes.

“And you’re cute and injured. Ice pack.”

April huffs but she does as she’s told.

While she moves the ice pack around her head, I take a small, transparent bag and scoot over to the candy bar.

“Which one?” I ask.

“Oreos. No, the M&Ms. No…” April peers at the selection with eyes narrowed. “They’re all my favorites.”

“I know.” I scoop out the M&Ms first then grab three more bags and fill those with the Oreos, gummy bears, and chocolate bars.

“How did you know?” April moves her narrowed gaze from the candy to me.

“Because I’ve made it my mission to know everything about you.”

“It was May, wasn’t it?”

I laugh at the way she’s totally unfazed by my flirting. “Hold the candy. I’ll take over with the ice pack.”

April willingly trades the ice pack for the treats.

“You won’t be able to eat dinner later if you eat this first,” I warn.

“Who said I was staying for dinner? I plan on storming off as soon as I’m finished.” She pops the candies into her mouth.

I chuckle. “If you leave early, you’ll miss the best part.”

“What’s the best part?” Her eyes glow with interest.

My gaze drops to her mouth.