he might be able to give her info, so she needed to keep relations smooth. She jotted a note to talk to the DA in her pad and looked up, catching his eyes on the bare skin above her dress. Maybe she didn’t regret wearing the dress after all…
* * *
After striking out with the DA’s office as well, Nicki decided to go cry on Sean’s shoulder a little bit. Part of her missed the days when she could call one of her female friends, especially Brandy. But Brandy just got married last month, and Brandy—a goodie two shoes—hadn’t lived with Kevin before they got married. So Nicki knew they were probably christening every nook and cranny of their new house. Even if they weren’t, Brandy just wasn’t as available as she used to be, and when she was, she was with Kevin. It just didn’t feel right anymore. Maybe after some time passed, things would change. And Jillian was even worse. She loved Jillian , but Jillian had three kids now, all under the age of five. So there was no such thing as conversation with her anymore. They were cute kids, great in fact, but they demanded Mommy’s attention, and Nicki couldn’t blame them. And the last time she’d visited, she’d said fuck more than once and got lectured by both Jillian and her husband Nate . Tense and so not worth it.
So Sean it was. It wa s bright out. It was only ten-thirty , but Nicki could tell today was probably going to be even hotter than yesterday. She had her windows all the way down in the car, and only the breeze kept her from breaking out into a serious sweat.
Sean’s blue truck was parked out front, so she k new he was there, but she hadn’t ever known a time, Monday through Friday, that he wasn’t there. He would be a boss’s dream. She walked in the shop and her eyes had to take a moment to adjust. Finally, she saw Sean’s outline standing over a bike. He was holding a small notepad and pencil. The bike looked pretty sweet—it couldn’t have been older than a year or two. “Hey, Sean!”
He turned around. “ Nicki. How’s it going?”
Her eyes were still adjusting to being out of the sun , and as they were, she noticed someone else behind Sean on the other side of the bike. Someone tall…someone named Carlos.
He smiled at her and walked over. “ Nicki, mi dulzura . What a welcome surprise to see you here. What a re you doing in a place like this ?” He held out his hands as he got near and she thrust hers out in return. He held one, but the right hand he bro ught up to his mouth and kissed .
She grinned. “I should ask you the same question.”
“I went to leave this morning as planned but my bike had other ideas. I called around and found out that Mr. Ramsey here is the best in town, so here I am.” He released her hand. “Your turn.”
“Sean just so happens to be a very good friend of mine.” She lowered her voice. “Probably my best friend, but don’t tell him that. I don’t want it to go to his head.”
Carlos flashed a white smile. “Well, if it takes your best friend more than a day to fix my bike, it looks like I’m going to be looking for companionship again this evening. Are you free, mi dulzura ?”
She was really starting to like the way this guy treated her, calling her sweet in an exotic tongue , drinking her in with his eyes every moment. It made her instantly horny. “I think I can be. It’s another night like last night, only Wednesdays are busier. But I’m free after I’m done there . Sometime after eleven. ”
“ What do you say? Are you game?” Hell, yeah, she was game , but his cell phone rang. “Excuse me a moment.” Carlos walked out of the garage into the hot sun. She checked out his ass. Mmm…nice.
God, she felt giddy again after finally calming down enough this morning to act like a professional. She turned around, hoping she’d managed to wipe the shit-eating grin off her