Rescue Me (Demon Riders MC #1) by Evelyn Glass Read Free Book Online Page A

dented and rusted bodywork. “It was my mom’s. She’s had it since forever. It was my graduation present.” Elyse can’t help but smile when she talks about her mother. They had always been close and the fact that she would give Elyse the car that had meant so much to her completely outweighed the fact that the car was more or less a wreck.
     
    “Helluva present.” Dane plants his hands on his hips and surveys the car, looking impressed despite the sorry state it’s in.
     
    “It was. I just wish it didn’t cost me so much to keep it on the road. I feel like I’m taking it to the garage for one thing or another more than I take it anywhere else!” She hugs herself to keep warm.
     
    “You take it to a specialist? Someone that deals with classics like this?” Dane squats down, inspecting every inch of the Mustang.
     
    Elyse huffs out a laugh. “Specialist body shops cost money that I don’t have. I just take it to whoever will give me the best deal.” She shrugs. “I’m taking it in again tomorrow. It’s been making this weird sound and I’m just waiting for the day when the engine falls right out.”
     
    Dane looks at her as if she’d just told him she was a serial killer and shakes his head. He pulls out a card from his back pocket and hands it to her. She takes it automatically and reads the address of a place called ‘The Shop’ in the Pearl District, one of the trendier parts of town. She looks up at him with a raised, questioning eyebrow.
     
    “It’s the body shop where I work. Bring her by tomorrow and I’ll take a look, see what I can do.” He gives her a measured look.
     
    “Her?” Elyse teases him.
     
    “The car.” He gestures towards the Mustang. “Trust me, it’s a she.”
     
    “You’re a mechanic?” Elyse looks between him and the card she’s holding as the wheels in her brain start turning. She hadn’t thought about the Demon Riders having real jobs outside of their illegal dealings. But it made sense. They would need legitimate businesses to launder their money.
     
    Dane shrugs. “I’m pretty good with my hands.” It’s a line, but it’s a good one and Elyse feels the heat rushing to her cheeks. “So you’ll come by tomorrow?” He watches her expectantly and it’s the hint of vulnerability in his question, the fact that he seems to care about her answer that cinches it.
     
    “Sure, that’d be great.” Elyse tells herself she’s going to go to the body shop because seeing Dane is a good way to learn enough about the club to write a really good story. He just might be her way in. She tries to persuade herself that her decision has nothing to do with how handsome he is, or the way he makes her feel.
     
    Dane nods like he hadn’t expected any other answer from her and she wonders if she’s imagining the look of relief that flits across his face. A purring sound coming from Dane’s feet breaks the moment and Elyse watches as he breaks into a smile, scooping up the grey ball of fluff that’s been entwining itself around his feet.
     
    “Hey, little lady.” Dane scratches behind her ear making her purr even louder. “She yours?”
     
    Elyse swallows hard. The sight of this strong, sexy man going all soft over her kitten is enough to knock her off her feet. “Yeah, that’s Cat. I found her and just couldn’t bring myself to take her to a shelter.”
     
    Dane raises an eyebrow at her. “Cat? So how many times exactly have you watched Breakfast at Tiffany’s ?”
     
    Of all the things Dane could have said, that is the one that she was least expecting. “You like Audrey Hepburn movies?”
     
    He looks embarrassed, like he’s just been caught out and the sheepish grin makes the butterflies in her stomach take flight again. “Suzi likes Audrey Hepburn movies. That’s one of her favorites.” He shrugs and Elyse feels a stab of jealousy again at the intimacy he shares with the petite blonde waitress. A buzzing sounds from his pocket and he pulls