Page 99 of Mr. Flirt

“You do.” I let out a happy sigh as Shep slowed the car even more. “But the car really did tell me a lot about what to expect this weekend.”

I glanced at my phone and saw it was another gossip text from my sister and shoved it back into my pocket.

He looked at me. “What did the DeLorean tell you?”

“Let’s see... happy, fun, and light. No real boundaries or responsibilities. The possibilities are endless.” I grinned at him, feeling like I was a teenager experiencing my first crush. “Perfect for Valentine’s Day.”

“Wow. That is a lot of pressure.” Shep laughed, keeping his eyes ahead. “But I hope you have an amazing weekend. You more than deserve a little break.”

His voice was so tender, and when I snuck a peek at him, it looked like he meant it. As if he wanted to swoop in and make our getaway absolutely perfect.

The rush of emotion that coated every part of me was impossible to shake.

Shep was a good guy.

Even though he was probably exactly the opposite of any guy I thought I needed, he was the one who’d somehow managed to make me feel fun again.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been on a getaway.”

“Yeah? How long?” Shep asked.

“Uh, forever.”

Shep chuckled as the car slowed, and I turned my head to see his house come into view.

This wasn’t a little cabin or A-frame. This home was sprawling, with a large garage jetting off from the L-shape of the main house. The style was cozy and farmhouse with a mix of rustic touches to fit into the mountains.

“This is completely opposite from your place in the city.” I glanced at him as he pulled us into the garage, where several cars were parked in tandem.

“Wow. You like cars, I see.”

He shrugged. “When you’re young and get a lot of money pretty quickly, it seemed like the logical next step. Buy useless cars and let them sit in a garage.”

I chuckled. “This car is not useless. It made me forget about my work this morning.”

“Good. Mission completed.”

The garage was spotless. The area seemed fit for a museum with spotless, shiny epoxy floors and bright white walls with several old gas station signs pinned up.

“I just had no idea about any of this.” And I wasn’t even sure what part I didn’t expect. The fact that he was a really decent guy or that he had a mountain home with a garage bigger than my own place.

“Yeah?” He looked at me with a smirk. “Impressed?”

“Would I sound completely shallow if I said yes?”

“Not completely...” He winked at me and climbed out of the car and raised my car door to help me out.

“Those car doors are really Space Age.”

Shep grinned. “Nothing like the eighties to remind us how far we’ve come in the world.”

He brushed a piece of hair that had been stuck to my cheek. I had a bad feeling that I might have drooled during my nap.

“I hope I didn’t slobber on your seats.”

He chuckled, pulling out my bag. “You feel better after the nap?”

“Immensely. I’m so sorry for falling asleep.”

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