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with a firm bang, it was all Bellamy could do not to cry.
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    As soon as they got back to the garage, Shane knew right then and there he was screwed. His pickup had no sooner rolled to a stop on the gravel than Bellamy made a beeline for the office, and she hadn’t been subtle about closing the door, either. Fifty bucks said she was on the phone with the Mazda dealership in the city, making plans to have her car towed even though he knew he was right about the mark-up those frickin’ apes would certainly throw at her. Figured a girl like that would want the pros to work on her precious car no matter what the cost.
    It would’ve been a royal pain in the ass to drop a new tranny in that Miata anyway, even though the money would have meant at least one more worry-free month on his loan. The business wouldn’t have hurt Grady, either. Well, at least there was the upside of not having to deal with a pretentious rich girl who was too smart for her own good.
    Even if she was kind of cute when she got flustered.
    â€œExcuse me? Shane?”
    Speak of the devil. Shane straightened up from where he’d been tinkering with the Mustang and met Bellamy’s bright green stare.
    â€œMy friend is on her way to come get me, so I should be out of your way in a couple of minutes.” She bit her lip but didn’t lower her gaze.
    Aw, hell. He had kind of dropped a bomb in her lap about her car. Even if she could probably afford to have it fixed in the blink of an eye. “No problem. Listen, good luck getting it fixed.”
    The confusion on her face was obvious. “Uh, shouldn’t I be saying that to you?”
    Looked like confusion was contagious. “What?”
    â€œYou said you can tow it back here and start today, right?” Her eyes were on him, unwavering and all business.
    â€œYou want me to fix your car?” Shane breathed, relief spreading over him.
    The edges of Bellamy’s lips kicked up into a smirk. “You’re perceptive.”
    Fuckin’ touché.
    He laughed under his breath. “That’s your freebie, sweetheart, but only because I deserved it. Yeah, I can tow it back here this afternoon.”
    Her hand went back to her hip in a move he’d bet was unintentional, and Shane had to admit it. He was totally turned on.
    She gave up a catlike smile. “Tell you what. You can keep your freebie just as long as you get me back on the road no later than one week from today, sweetheart . Do we have a deal?”
    An odd ripple went up Shane’s spine as he tipped his chin at her and grinned.
    â€œOne week. It’s a deal.”

Chapter Four
    â€œOh, Bellamy! Honey, are you okay?” Holly’s arms were around Bellamy in a tight embrace before she and Jenna could even cross the threshold of their suite.
    â€œHolly, it’s my car that’s toast, not me,” she managed to breathe out through the tumble of bright red curls falling over her friend’s shoulder. “I’m fine. I can think of about fifty things off the top of my head I’d rather do with that money, but what choice do I have?”
    Bellamy looked around the gorgeously appointed common room of their suite, which was both cozy and utterly lavish. The breathtaking view of the Blue Ridge Mountains surrounded by the whispering hints of sunset should have been a complete tension buster, and she sighed as she gazed at the panoramic sight beyond the glass.
    It was going to take something stronger than the stunning landscape outside her window and the promise of imminent spa treatments to kill the stress that had set up camp in her shoulders. Something along the lines of 80 proof, bearing the moniker Jose Cuervo would do the trick just fine.
    Holly flopped into a luxurious overstuffed chair, curling her petite legs beneath her. “Well, I hope you’re not getting ripped off. Are you sure this mechanic guy knows what he’s talking about?”
    Bellamy