High-Speed Hunger by Shady Grace Read Free Book Online

pay you double what you make now if you take over this office. What do you say? I’m desperate. I’ll do anything.”
    Melody’s eyes widened then she leaned over the counter and whispered, “And see your father every day?”
    “Do you want to see him every day?”
    Melody blushed, and Eileen felt a surge of hope. It took every lick of patience she had not to pump the air with her fist.
    “I hate delivering the mail. When would you need me?”
    Right at that moment, the door leading into the shop out back opened, and there stood her father on the threshold, his eyes wide, face pale, as he stared from Eileen to Melody and back again.
    “Are you okay, Pop? You seem ill.”
    “I cut my fuckin’ finger near clean off,” he grumbled.
    Eileen jumped up to go to him, but Melody pushed past, rushing around the counter to take his injured hand in hers. She watched with a mixture of worry and amusement when Melody shushed him and dragged him toward the employee bathroom.
    “What are you doing, woman?” He tried to pull back, mortified and embarrassed. “Quit manhandling me—”
    “You settle down now. As your new receptionist, you’ll listen while in my office.”
    “What?” Her father glanced over his shoulder in confusion. She grinned at him and waved. “Oh, hell,” he muttered, and they disappeared into the bathroom.
    Finally, he had the right woman ordering him around. Maybe now he’d find a little happiness.
    Must be nice . She covered her face with her hands and sobbed.
     
    ***
     
    Ty knew not to mess around with Jonnie’s daughter, but damn it, he couldn’t help himself. Eileen was so beautiful, strong, and passionate. It didn’t take long at all to fall under her spell. Was it love? The answer to that seemed out of reach, and yet he’d never cared for anyone like this before.
    Well, he’d really fucked things up. She probably hated him, even though he hadn’t meant to toss himself into their business. But by stepping back, he’d made himself an accessory.
    Now Eileen didn’t trust him.
    The fact that she was part owner of the team never occurred to him. He wasn’t trying to sleep his way into the driver’s seat because he cared about her. She attracted him like a doomed fly to a zapper.
    How could he make up for this mess? But he wasn’t sure how. Maybe she just needed time alone to sort through her emotions, and—if he was lucky—she’d come around soon enough.
    But, patience wasn’t his strongest virtue.
     
    ***
     
    Ty sat in the car, gripping the wheel and staring through the right-side window. Eileen didn’t even glance at him or even acknowledge him since he started work this morning. Instead, she walked around the car—giving it the once-over—and then nodded to the push truck behind him.
    He locked the car in gear. Once the truck got him far enough down the track and the engine turned over, he started the motor and sped like a demon over the dirt. All the while, he imagined her facial expressions when he had lowered himself between her legs—how she had cried out and clutched at his body when he had thrust into her. He took the left turn tight and headed down the straightaway with angry purpose, wishing he’d handled things better.
    “You’re being a little reckless out there, Ty,” Eileen’s voice filtered through the earpiece. “Slow down.”
    But he ignored the command, taking the next left tighter and faster than the last.
    “What are you doing?” she shouted.
    He sped past her on the straightaway, while she waved like a lunatic. “Can you hear me? Slow down…you’re gonna kill yourself!”
    Again he ignored her, letting his emotions get the best of him. On the next left, he fishtailed and gripped the wheel tighter. Turning into the slide, he righted the car. Any faster and he could’ve rolled it. Heart pounding, he knew his actions went beyond reckless, but he was too pissed to care.
    “Bring my fucking car back!” she screamed into the earpiece.
    Ty pursed