might be an engineering genius, but people skills? Not this soldier’s forte.
Thankfully, a trusted friend is accompanying him to a make-or-break
tradeshow…but then a bubbly redhead hops into his truck, claiming to be his new
road trip buddy. She’s a gorgeous distraction he can’t afford. Or ignore.
of engineers—male engineers. With several impressive projects under
her belt, she’s on a mission to prove she can hang with the big boys, too. But
cracking the sexy, closed-off CEO is tougher than she expects…and hotter than
she could have imagined.
his carefully planned schedule, Aidan can’t focus on the road, much less their
upcoming presentation. The future of his company is riding on this trip, and if
they’re to land a huge account, he has to keep his head—and his heart—in the
Her stomach rumbled a reminder she hadn’t eaten today. Much. Fortunately, she’d packed a supply of snacks.
He loaded up the last of the easels and display charts in the bed of his truck. By the time he slammed the custom cover closed and locked it, she’d pulled a bag of corn chips from her handbag and torn it open. She shoved a couple of chips into her mouth and tossed her handbag onto the front seat as she crunched down.
Aidan’s voice cut through her thoughts. “What are you doing?”
“What? Oh. Sorry. How rude of me.” She held the opened bag toward where he sat in the driver’s seat. “I didn’t get a chance to eat anything this morning. Want some?”
“No, thanks.” His voice sounded tight as he fastened his seat belt. “I don’t eat in my truck.”
“Okay.” She took out a chip and crunched on it, corn yumminess exploding in her mouth. It might not be breakfast material, but if Harold could eat sushi, she could definitely justify corn chips.
“I don’t think you get it. No one eats in my truck.”
Great. They were still at the office and she’d already managed to piss him off. While she had to stay on his good side, it wouldn’t make sense if she keeled over from hunger before they even crossed the state line into Washington.
“I’m hungry,” she said firmly, exactly the way her favorite college professor had taught her. “And since I wasn’t able to eat because I was getting ready for this trip, I think I should be allowed to have something. Want to wait a few minutes?
Or maybe we can stop for a quick bite. There’s a Bobby Jo’s a couple of blocks away. They make great chili dogs.”
No mistaking the cringe across Aidan’s face.
“What? Do you not like chili dogs or something? I’ll buy.”
“No, you don’t like chili dogs, or no, you don’t want me to buy?” she asked before quickly shoving more chips in her mouth.
“Both.” His tone was clipped as he continued to stare at her.
“Does this mean you aren’t going to stop?” she asked a moment later.
Okay. Let’s try this again, shall we? She kept her voice calm. “Yes, you’re going to stop, or yes, you’re not going to stop? Because if you’re not going to stop, I’m telling you right now, there’s no way I’m gonna last six more hours without food.”
And a hungry Delaney wasn’t someone he’d want to deal with. She stared at him intently, tried to telegraph that fact into his ever-so-hot and ever-so-stubborn profile.
“I’m not stopping.”
“Look.” She blew out an exasperated breath. “I’ll eat over the bag so there won’t be any crumbs.”
“There are always crumbs, no matter how careful you are.”
“Okay.” Yeesh. Was he always so anal? Maybe it was a good thing he didn’t hang around the office at all. “What if I vacuum the cab out when we get back to Milestone?”
He blew out a breath even as he nodded. “I suppose that’d work.”
Thank God for small favors.
“Is it okay to drink, too?” She pulled out a bottle of Gatorade and shot him her most charming smile.
“Fine. Just get in the truck,” the man practically growled at her. “We’re behind schedule.”
And he was grumpy, too. Wasn’t this going to be a blast?
sassy, sexy, fun contemporary romances, but is also fortunate to spend her week
days at The Male Observation Lab (a.k.a. her job at a construction company)
where she gets to observe guys in their natural habitat. Though they often
behave like typical alpha males, in many instances she’s seen through their
personas to the heart of who they really are – the heroes of their own stories.
A native of Guam, Melia traded in warm, tropical breezes for the rainy Pacific
Northwest. She’s an avid reader who also loves romantic comedies – preferably
with a glass of CabSauv and a box of chocolates nearby. In her free time, she’s
busy conquering her CrossFit fears: ring dips, muscle snatches, and the dreaded
800 meter run. Her family appreciates her attempts at cooking and cleaning,
although she spends it mostly daydreaming about her characters, which sometimes
results in a burnt meal and a half-cleaned house.
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I love this quote, Diana
“I’m wondering what to read next.” — Matilda, Roald Dahl