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His dick twitched and he shifted subtly. He really didn’t need a hard-on with her kid in here.
    She cleared her throat softly and he glanced at her. “Brutus is it? I’m Xan and this is my son, Scott.”
    At the sound of her voice, that old vision of her flashed in his head. For some reason, he didn’t remember her sounding like an angel. “Er, nice to meetcha. Brody’s my name, but Brutus is my handle.”
    “Your handle?”
    “Nickname. What I go by. We all have them.” And the last thing he wanted to talk about was nicknames. In fact, he didn’t want to talk at all. He just wanted to get their car and get back to the garage so he could get out of this tiny cab. It was getting smaller as his dick was getting harder. If he didn’t find a distraction soon, he’d have a permanent zipper imprint on his cock.
    “What are the other guy’s real names?” she asked as she pointed to the green hatchback on the side of the road.
    “Ask them. Not for me to tell.” He pulled over and backed up to their car.
    “Wow, it only took like a minute to get back out here after walking all the way to the garage,” Scott said as he jumped out of the cab.
    “You walked?” Why did that bother him? It was only a couple of miles. Hell, he ran five miles every day, and that was just the start of his exercise regimen.
    “Uh-huh. That’s why we look a mess.” She chuckled as she scooted to the passenger door. He immediately regretted the loss of heat, which was fucking ridiculous since it was the hottest part of the day in the hottest part of the year.
    Thinking it best not to encourage conversation, he got out and hooked up the car. Scott actually volunteered to help, and it surprised him that the boy wasn’t just some lazy teenager. He figured that was good, at least, for her. Not that it mattered to him. But the kid still watched as if he were trying to learn something.
    Xan stayed out of the way, which was a fucking blessing. Her short shorts were loose around her thighs, and at this angle, he’d be able to see clear up to her pussy. Well, if she wasn’t wearing panties. If she was his woman, he’d have to forbid them ’cause they just got in the way. Why was he even thinking about that? She would never be his woman. She was totally off-limits.
    He had to end his dry spell tonight. It was Friday, so the local bar would be packed. If he didn’t want the headache of hooking up with local tail, he could always hit the city.
    Yeah, that idea sounded better. It’d cure the erection he’d been tamping down the last fifteen minutes and help him focus the next time he had to see this woman.
    Because living in a small town it was bound to happen.
    And being the only garage in this small town made that possibility a guarantee when the woman drove a car older than her kid.
    “Got it. Let’s go,” he mumbled without looking at them as he climbed back into the truck.
    The cab definitely shrank. He was panting from the effort it took to rig up the car, and the only air he was inhaling was filled with vanilla and the honey of female arousal. There was no stopping his dick now. He had a full-on raging erection, and her damn leg kept rubbing against his, making him even harder than he thought was possible. He had to get them the hell out of here.
    He threw the truck in reverse, backed up and barreled down the road, making it back in record time. He backed the car up to the empty bay and got out, unhooking it with single-minded determination. Get it down, so she can get her shit. That was all he thought as he worked methodically.
    As soon as he freed the car, he hopped back into the wrecker and parked it across the lot and away from that woman, taking his time to lock it up. He noticed some of the other mechanics hovering around her, helping her move some luggage and other stuff into the rental that blessedly arrived while they were gone.
    Blade and Hunter seemed a little too eager to help her, and he noticed they each brushed up