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Marcus stared as if he was deep in thought. “The most eligible bachelor of Lee County is officially off the market.”
“Epic shit right there,” Hunter agreed, trying not to look at Garrett who was turning red in the face.
Garrett grabbed Hunter and Marcus by the back of their necks at the same time, banging their heads together. “We have more important things going on than this bullshit, so get your heads on straight.”
“Easy for him to say when we’re the ones suffering from lack of female attention.” Marcus laughed, not even hurting from the head bang.
“Actually, you can speak for yourself on that,” Hunter aimed at Marcus. “I’ve got two women right now who can’t get enough of me. Now with big brother out of the picture, I’m sure that number will grow.”
Marcus punched Hunter in the shoulder before walking toward the direction Jonah disappeared. “Come on, lover boy. Let’s go do what big brother wants us to do so he can go to his lady love.”
“How old are you?” Garrett rolled his eyes before pushing away from the wall.
“Old enough to know what it means when a female wolf calls to only one male.” Marcus laughed loudly as he pushed Hunter in Garrett’s path when Garrett went to go after him.
Hunter pushed off Garrett with a large grin. “He got you on that one.”
Garrett didn’t say a word, but pointed for Hunter to get the hell out of the room. Shaking his head at his brothers, Garrett turned following where Janna had left. Stepping out on the porch, his eyes found her instantly and his gut tightened. She leaned over her car looking at something Dell, who was an amazing mechanic, was pointing at. His eyes snapped to her ass and his body grew rigid, his wolf taking full attention. Yeah, he was in deep shit.
******
Janna straightened up after looking at what Dell was pointing at. She still had no clue what the hell was wrong with her car, but she tried her best to look like she did. “So because I’ve driven the car when it was overheating, I cracked its casket and what I’ve been smelling is that green anti-stuff?”
Dell looked at her confused for a moment before a large smile spread across his handsome face. “Close.” He laughed. “You cracked the gasket. The green fluid is antifreeze and yes, that is what you’ve been smelling.”
“And that’s bad?” Janna looked from the car to him, hoping he would say no; it wasn’t bad at all.
“Well, let’s put it this way, pretty lady.” Dell smiled down at her, making her blush. “There are a few places you never want to see antifreeze. Falling from the sky, in your cereal, or coming out of your tailpipe.”
Janna looked up at the sky and frowned. “I bet if it was coming from the sky and not my tailpipe, it would be cheaper for me.”
“That’s very true.” Dell grabbed a rag off the car, wiping his large hands.
“So how much is this going to cost me to get fixed?” Janna frowned, trying not to notice how handsome Dell was. With his stained tight jeans, black torn t-shirt, and with smudges of oil on his muscled arms and across his dark cheek, he was gorgeous. All the men around here were handsome to the point of total distraction. Hearing someone walking toward them, she spotted Garrett Foster who was the most distracting of the bunch.
“Well, that depends on if I have any used parts I can use and if you have dinner with me.” Dell’s voice was smooth, indicating he had a way with women, which probably worked every single time.
“Why don’t you go see what parts you have, Dell?” Garrett’s deep, hard voice was a demand, not a suggestion.
Dell growled at the interruption, but quickly toned it down when he spotted Garrett. “Just trying to help the lady out, boss.”
“Then go find some parts and leave feeding her to me.” Garrett narrowed his eyes in warning.
“So, that’s how it is?” Dell nodded, a small smile curving his lips.
“It is,” Garrett replied without further