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could see a body wearing baggy coveralls leaning over the fender.
    It was a surprisingly small frame. Looked like a smaller man, though the rear end curved so sweetly under the coveralls was in no way male shaped. No, that was a woman leaning over his engine.
    As he drew closer, he cleared his throat, but the body didn’t move. He walked a little closer and tried again. Still no response, so he knocked on the passenger window he was standing by.
    The body under the bonnet flew up, and a wrench clattered to the floor. Will took in the small woman that looked more girlish than full grown adult. The girl had grease smeared across her cheek right under a pair of dark tinted Dewalt safety glasses. He’d seen those before in Vegas; they kept the dust out of your eyes while you were working. The woman was also wearing a pair of white headphones that rested on top of a backward baseball cap that looked like it had seen better days.
    Will could see a thick black braid of hair trailing down her back. As his eyes scanned down, he saw one hand was clutching at her chest, the other on her hip as she took deep breaths. He’d clearly startled her, and she was in recovery mode. He couldn’t help but notice that hand resting on her chest was covering a well-rounded shape under the unflattering coveralls.
    His eyes flicked back up as she pulled her headphones off and dropped them around her neck, but she kept her glasses on.
    “Son of a bitch! You scared the crap out of me!” the small woman accused.
    “I apologize. I tried the standard clearing of the throat, but you couldn’t hear me,” he said, gesturing towards her headphones.
    “Oh, yeah. I don’t like the constant car noise outside while I’m working. Can I help you with something?”
    “Uh, sure. I’m looking for D.J.? He’s supposed to be working on my car here. Imagine my surprise when I see you under the hood.”
    “It’s a bonnet, but that’s cool. Surprise or confusion seeing me working on it?”
    “Again, Ray just said D.J. would be working on it. He said he had a mechanic, not multiple,” Will explained.
    The woman gave him a once over, looking him up and down. Then he watched her face slowly break into a brilliant smile. Straight white teeth contrasted with the dark smudges on her face. She offered her hand to him, and he immediately grabbed it in his.
    His breath caught as he felt a shock go through his palm as her small hand slid into his. He looked down at their hands, then up to the woman. She was still grinning when she said, “Nice to meet you, I’m D.J.”

Chapter Five
    D elaney Jane Owens thoroughly enjoyed staring up at the tall drink of water that was in front of her. He was gorgeous, not just good-looking, but like ridiculously handsome gorgeous. He was tall, of course, everyone was tall to her. She was just a smidge over five-foot-four, and her head had to tilt back to look at the man. She was wearing her safety goggles, and no way was she taking them off and showing the horrible imprinted ring on her face that was a byproduct of hours of wear.
    She could only guess that his eyes were beautiful, maybe brown or hazel. She could tell his hair was light and a little on the long side. He was wearing a nice t-shirt that was not the type you bought in a three-pack at the store. No, this was the kind of t-shirt you bought in a department store where they actually hung each individual shirt up. It clung to a broad chest with his toned biceps stretching the edges of the sleeves. He wore a pair of dark blue jeans that probably came from the same kind of store. His feet sported a pair of Piloti racing shoes. She’d have to give him respect on that. They were small narrow shoes that were good for shifting and meant he liked to drive and took it seriously.
    D.J. also liked how big his hand was wrapped around hers. She hesitated for a minute when she realized that the fancy man in front of her had soft hands. Hers were dirty and calloused from too many years