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married, remember.”
    “I wasn’t asking for myself but for you.”
    Adam lifted the hood, not wanting to meet Kent’s eyes when he said, “She looked all right.”
    “She drove this kind of car and just looked all right?”
    Adam shrugged. “Couldn’t see just how good she looked for her uppity attitude.” Adam wished he could claim that her snobbish manner had been a turnoff, but in essence everything about Dr. Shannon Carmichael had been a total turn-on.
    “Well, I’ll check out her car and see what’s wrong with it,” Kent said.
    “She wants you to call her before any repairs are done.”
    “Hey, that’s the way we do business around here. By the way, Lori wants you to come to dinner tonight. She’s grilling steaks.”
    “Then count me in,” Adam said, smiling.
    He couldn’t help listening when Kent started the engine on Shannon Carmichael’s car. A few minutes later, he called out to Kent and said, “Sounds like it could use a tune-up for starters.”
    “Yes,” Kent joked, “maybe the same thing holds true for the woman who drives it.”
    Adam rolled his eyes. “I didn’t come here to get involved with a woman. Don’t have the time. This baby here is the only thing that will be getting my attention over the next four weeks.”
    “If you say so.”
    “And I do,” Adam said before grabbing a wrench and beginning to work.
    “
Are you sure
you don’t want me to wait on you?” Monique asked Shannon as she got out of the car.
    “Yes, I’m sure,” Shannon told her. “The person who called said my car was ready, so all I have to do is pay for the repairs and leave. No big deal.”
    Monique glanced around, and the first thing she noticed was that there weren’t any junky-looking cars all over the place. At least the place looked neat and clean. “All right, if you’re sure.” She then quickly asked, “You got your cell phone, right?”
    Shannon grinned. “Yes, Mother, I have my cell phone.”
    Monique aimed a
don’t play with me like that
smile at her friend. “Of all the people in the world, please don’t tell me I’m sounding like your mother.”
    “But you are.”
    “Okay, I get the message. I’ll see you back at the house.” She waved and drove off.
    Shannon took a moment to thank her lucky stars that Monique had been the one to bring her to the auto shop and not Faith. No matter how she might have insisted, Faith would not have left her here alone. Shannon then glanced around. Well, she wasn’t alone exactly. It seemed the man from earlier was still there. His back was to her, and she couldn’t see his face since his head was stuck under the hood of an old beat-up-looking car. But she would recognize the lower part of him anywhere.
    With every step toward him, she felt tension reaching its full height within her. What was there about this man, this mechanic who probably had no aspirations to be anything else, that was making her nervous? No,
nervous
wasn’t the right word.
Hot
was better.
    The man who’d called to tell her how much the repair would cost and then again to let her know it was ready to pick up wasn’t this guy. They had exchanged few words, but she knew it wasn’t the same voice on the telephone,
    He must have heard her footsteps because at that moment he pulled his head from underneath the hood of the car and turned. What she suddenly felt then was totally unexpected in one way, and not such a surprise in another. She stopped walking when his gaze slowly made its way down her body, and she all but suppressed a gasp. Her lower body started to sizzle in the intensity of his stare.
    Yes, she’d seen him earlier that day, but now she was
really
seeing him. He looked more handsome, manlier, sexier—and dirtier. His T-shirt was smeared with grease and oil, and there was a tear on the knee of his jeans that hadn’t been there hours ago. There was even a smudge of grease on his chin, but she barely registered any of that, mesmerized by his stance as he leaned