but kept her eye on West.
“ AAA will take an hour to get here,” he said, pushing the hair off his face. “I can do it in fifteen minutes.”
“ We're good,” I said. I felt the irritation rise up. I didn't want to be anywhere near this chauvinistic pig.
“ Don't be stubborn,” he said, picking up the tire thing I'd dropped on the ground. “Fifteen minutes and you'll be good to go.”
“ I told my mom I'd be back by noon,” Tana said, glancing at her watch. “It's already after eleven.”
I made a face at her. I did not want that arrogant bozo helping us.
He stepped closer to me. His hair had fallen into his eyes again and he pushed it away. His eyes were the most gorgeous blue I'd ever seen, a perfect mirror of the Pacific, all dark blue and sparkly. I looked away.
“ I'm happy to do it,” he said. “Really.”
My heart was beating faster than it needed to. I didn't want him near me and I didn't want his help. I glanced at Tana. She pointed at her watch, her eyes pleading.
I sighed. “So you really know what to do with this tire thingy?” I asked, motioning to the iron stick that I'd dropped.
“ Wow. Such a technical name.” West grinned. “It's called a tire iron.”
“ Iron?” I looked him up and down. I couldn't resist getting in a dig. “Pretty sure an iron hasn't touched your clothes since...ever.”
“ We can discuss what's touched my clothes later.” He paused, a smile twitching on his lips. “Or who.”
I rolled me eyes.
“Look, do you want help or not?”
I glanced at the tire. It wasn't going to be changing itself. And Tana was sweating bullets about getting home on time. I sighed again, louder this time. “Alright.”
He stared at me for a moment longer, the corner of his mouth turning upward, then nodded. “Alright.”
He stepped past me and rummaged in the trunk for a moment, then lifted out the tire I'd struggled with for so long. I watched, disgusted. He must have noticed my expression because his smile grew bigger.
“You probably loosened it for me,” he said.
I felt an answering smile tug at my lips and I bit down, trying to stem it. “You were watching me?” I asked instead. “What? Like stalking us?”
He chuckled. “Nah. Just saw you as I was coming across the lot.” He set the spare down on the ground next to the car and squatted down next to the flat tire. He grabbed the tire iron and attached it to the flat. “It's really not hard,” he said, nodding his head toward the tire. “If you wanna watch. You'd be able to do it next time. In case I'm not around.”
I shook my head, still fighting the smile. “I'll take notes.”
He nodded.
I glanced over at Tana. She stood off to the side of the car, her arms folded across her chest, her eyes darting from me to West and then back to me.
“So. Hot,” she mouthed.
I rolled my eyes.
But he was. I couldn't deny that. He was absolutely gorgeous. The muscles in his arms flexed and shivered as he turned the tire iron. His shirt stretched tight across his back, the muscles rippling in waves as he lifted the car off the ground with the jack. Expertly, he slid the tire off the car. I tried not to drool.
“ You get registered?” he asked, laying the flat tire on the ground. “After you threw your hissy fit and took off?”
“ I didn't throw a hissy fit,” I said, feeling anger flare inside me again.
But he smiled at me and I could tell he was saying it just to rile me up.
“I might have been a little rude,” he said, grabbing the spare and sliding it into place. “If I was, I'm sorry.”
“ That might be the worst apology I've ever heard,” I said.
Tana's phone rang and she held it up. “My mom.” She punched the button and said hello before wandering out of earshot.
“You're right,” he said. “That was a pretty weak effort. How about this? You tell me your name and I'll give you a genuine apology.”
He was irritatingly charming and I wasn't sure what to make of him. He wasn't