Page 6 of You Had Me At No
I plug Liam’s number in and hover my thumb over the call button.Okay, you can do this.I press send and hold my breath.
A few rings later, he answers, “This is Liam.”
I mean, this man sounds sexy even over the phone. I realize I’m still holding my breath when he speaks up again.
“Hello? This is Liam.”
“Hey,” I say.Real smooth, Quinn.
“Quinn?” I swear I could hear him smirk through the phone.
“Yeah, it’s me.” I huff.
“I see I finally wore you down.” He chuckles.
“No, actually, my car won’t start. Are you free to come take a look at it? I’m running late to meet a friend for dinner.” I run my hand over my face.
He doesn’t even hesitate. “Yeah, of course. Where are you?”
“I just closed up at work.”
“Okay, I’ll be there in ten minutes. Stay in your car and lock the door until I get there,” he demands.
“Um, Liam. I’ve lived here my whole life. I know how to handle myself,” I say.
He blows out a breath. “Quinn, please just stay in your car. Don’t be stubborn.”
I roll my eyes, knowing he can’t see me. “Fine. See you soon.” I hang up and stand outside my car. He’s not going to tell me what to do. That’s for damn sure.
Ten minutes later, Liam rolls up in a 1979 Chevy Camaro. He hops out, scowling. “Quinn, I thought I told you to stay inside the car.”
I shrug. “Sorry, I don’t take orders from anyone.”
He bites his lower lip, irritated. “Pop the hood.”
My eyes go wide, and my eyebrows lift in question.
“Woman, why are you being a brat? Pop the hood. It’s probably your battery. The quicker you cooperate, the quicker you can get to your dinner.”
I nod and get in the car to open the hood. He has me try the ignition, and there’s a clicking noise.
“Yep, sounds like the battery. Okay, one sec.”
He connects the cables to both cars, then starts his. He comes over to me and says, “Okay, try it again.”
My car starts and I’m relieved.
“Okay, we have to wait a few minutes before we can remove the cables.” He walks to the passenger side of my car and climbs in. “I was really hoping that call would be you saying you finally give in and that you can’t resist me.” He looks at me with that sexy, cheesy grin he has.
I roll my eyes. “Nope, no giving in here.”
He continues to smile at me. “Oh, but you will and I can’t wait.”
I ignore him. “How much do I owe you?”
He scrunches his face up. “For what?”
“Uh, for coming to start my car? This is what you do for a living.” I flick my hand to the side, gesturing between the vehicles.
