Page 47 of Reckless Curves
Happiness flooded Kendra and he planted a hot, hard kiss on her delicious lips. Abruptly releasing her, he said, “Wednesday night. Eight o’clock. Be ready and wear something nice.”
He moved towards the door, but Kendra stopped him. “Wait!” She motioned at his lower half.
Looking down, Tom saw that he still had his pants round his ankles. They laughed together as they finished dressing. Then they left the building and started for the shop. Halfway there, Tom reached over and took Kendra’s hand. He didn’t give a damn who saw them holding hands.
Exchanging a smile with her, Kendra wondered when was the last time he’d walked along holding a woman’s hand. Maybe never? But Tom held her hand!
Tom opened the shop door for her and motioned her inside. Her shoulders relaxed when she noted Marcus was not in sight. She’d have to talk with him, but she preferred to do it without Tom around. To their surprise, Kendra’s van was back together, and she suspected that Lexie had done it.
Kendra got in the driver’s seat and Tom stood between the van and the open door. “Don’t think for a minute you’re getting out of learning how to change a tire and stuff.”
Meaning it, Kendra said, “I don’t want to get out of it. I need to know how. It’s time I became much more self-sufficient.”
“Glad to hear it.” He leaned inside the van. “Do I get a kiss goodbye?”
She grabbed his overalls, pulled him closer, and pressed her lips to his in a kiss that heated his blood again.
When it ended, Kendra said, “Wednesday night. Eight o’clock. Don’t be late and wear something nice.”
Tom grinned at her, repeating his earlier request back to him. “Yes, ma’am.”
He shut the van door and opened the bay door. He guided Kendra as she backed out of the bay, waved her away and stood watching as she drove off.
Lexie appeared at his side. “Something you’d like to tell me?”
Tom gave a curt nod. “Yeah. I’m going to marry that woman.”
Lexie’s jaw dropped open. “What? You! The man who swore marriage was for suckers, if I remember correctly. You thought I was nuts marrying Jason.”
“You heard me and that’s all I’m saying about it.” He smiled at Lexie’s shocked expression. “And you were nuts. It wasn’t the marriage part I really objected to, just the groom.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “Okay, for now, but you will spill the beans soon. Oh, and by the way Marcus has left.”
“Shit.” He ran a hand over his head. “Do you know if he’s coming back?”
She scoffed, “Me? I’d be the last person Marcus would confide in.”
Lexie grumbled to herself as Tom went to bring in the Jaguar he was pimping for a boy band singer who had more money than brains. While he worked, Tom planned how he would win Kendra’s heart. He almost snorted out loud at that thought.
Him, one badass who’d founded Bad Boy Autos, was plotting how to make a woman fall in love with him. Him, a man who could drive a test car around a track at 200mph but who was scared shitless by four little letters—L-O-V-E. Still, his body wanted to reject his thoughts of a relationship with Kendra, but his heart… It pumped strong and true in his chest. It wanted the chance to have a family, to wake up each day with the same woman by his side, a woman who loved him unconditionally. A woman he could trust completely. For the first time in a long while, he felt as if he deserved this chance. He almost laughed aloud at the absurdity of it, and then he turned his attention to the Jaguar.
