was Diaz.
“Hey, brother, chick is fine. Raven hair, chunky, fat tits, full ass, that kind of thing?”
“Yeah,” Knuckles said.
“She’s not running from the law, more like her family, and responsibility.”
“Rich?”
“Loaded. They own some kind mechanical company. It originally was shipping, and it has just expanded. All you have there is a rich piece of ass who’s trying to run from Daddy, and marriage is all.”
Staring at Eliza, he saw it. The clothes she wore were not cheap fabrics, but expensive. “Fine, thanks.”
“No problem.”
Hanging up the phone, he stared at her. “You’re going to have to wait for your car to be fixed. There’s a perfectly good hotel in Vale Valley, or you can use the motel just out of town. Your car will be ready in three weeks,” Knuckles said.
“How do you know it’s going to be that long?” Eliza asked.
“Because I fucking said so, and building a new engine takes time, and I have to order the parts. Now, do you want the work done or not?”
****
Beth glanced down at the skirt she wore, which came to her knee, along with the plain white crop shirt. It was hot, and she didn’t have a clue where they were going, so how was she supposed to get dressed?
The entire date, or whatever it was Knuckles wanted from her, was stressing her out. Pushing her hair out of the way, she quickly tied it up in a ponytail, and jumped as he knocked on the door. Out of habit, she checked to make sure it was him first.
You can do this.
Opening the door, she smiled, and then paused as she took in the cool box at his side, along with another bag.
“Hello,” she said, drawing out the word. “What is that?” She pointed at the bag and box he held.
“This is our date.”
“Our date is in a box and a bag?”
“Actually, Holly and Mary are trying this new thing on their food blog. Showing how to make a great first date amazing, and with these recipe cards, along with a whole list of equipment you’ll need to make it all a success,” he said.
“I love Holly and Mary, and their blog is adorable.”
“I happen to tell them what I had planned for tonight, so they wanted me to be their first experiment of how it went. I have pasta, sauces, chicken, and seasonings, along with the makings for a luscious dessert. Oh, and I also have some sappy romantic comedy. All guaranteed to make a great first night.”
She was oddly touched by the experimental date. “You’ve already hit a snag.”
“What?”
“You’ve got to give me a reason to let you through the front door.” She raised a brow, resting against the door, and covering the gap with her weight.
“That’s easy.” She gasped as he pulled a rose out of his pocket. He took a step toward her, and pressed a gentle kiss against her lips. “May I please come in, Beth?”
“Yes.”
She stepped out of the way, giving him room to pass. Her lips tingled from that single touch. Knuckles went straight for the kitchen, and she followed him, holding onto her single flower. The single rose, it meant something to her.
“Can you actually cook?” Beth asked.
“I can cook. Most of the time I chose not to. However, since Holly and Mary realized that I could do it, they keep giving me these little experiments to see how I get on. The other month I produced an intense chocolate cake that was so damn light and fudgy at the same time. Yeah, I’m a girl. I ate the whole thing.”
Beth laughed, imagining a large man like Knuckles finishing off a cake quite easily. “I eat too much cake. I’m hoping being away from the clubhouse and Holly and Mary’s cooking, I’ll be able to lose some weight. I’ve always been too fat.”
Knuckles spun around, slamming his hands on the table and glaring at her. “You are fucking beautiful.”
“Knuckles?”
“You don’t need to change for me. I like your ass just fine the way it is.”
“It jiggles.” Her cheeks heated at just admitting her body wiggled.
“So, it’ll give me