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.On the other hand, the devil chuckled, because the man’s body was made for sin.Six feet of sinewy muscle, reminding her of a runner.Wide shoulders unafraid of hard labor.God.Damn.Obviously mistaking her silence for fear, he stopped a few feet short of her and held the umbrella out for her to take.At this point, it was useless, but Riley still accepted.“I’m Tristan.” Oh, it so wasn’t right that his name was freaking sexy too, and she looked like a drowned rat at the moment.She held her hand out.“Riley Henderson,” she said, finally managing to find her voice.Dropping his gaze, Tristan didn’t accept.His eyes darted away.Taking note of the black gunk covering her palm, Riley swiped it down the front of her shirt almost groaning aloud when a black streak appeared in its wake.The dumbass move reminded her of an important fact.Her shirt was white.It was soaked.The headlights on his truck weren’t the only things shining.For a second, horror attempted to crawl up her neck before some strange form of “fuck it” set in.He was pointedly not looking.Plus, she was too tired to care any longer.Shrugging out of his jacket, Tristan held her stare.Even as he attempted to pass it over, he didn’t once drop his gaze.Damn.A gentleman.“My hands are dirty,” she argued, refusing to take it.A luminous smile stretched his lips, changing his entire face and taking at least five years away from Riley’s life.The loss of so many heartbeats couldn’t possibly be good for her health.“It’s replaceable.Your life isn’t.Please take it before you catch your death out here.”With a nod, they swapped.Tristan held the umbrella as she slipped her arms inside the jacket.The warmth of his skin lingered inside the material.His scent surrounded her.Riley barely suppressed the urge to bury her nose inside and suck the smell into her lungs.“I’ll take care of this,” Tristan said nodding toward the tire.“If you’ll hold this.” He handed the umbrella over before dropping down to his haunches and inspecting the damage.Riley did her best to hold it over both their heads.His dark shirt clung to his skin, shaping his every line and revealing deeply ridged muscles.With a flick of his wrist, the first lug nut easily gave way.Riley stamped her feet, doing a temper tantrum dance.In her outrage, she was completely incapable of stopping it from happening.“You must be fucking joking.I’ve been out here fighting this stupid motherfucking thing for almost an hour and you just…” She made a flicking motion, deteriorating into speechless mimicking in her frustration.A low rumble of laughter left his throat, punching Riley in hers.Her anger melted away at the sound.She felt it happen.A tingle began at the top of her head and slipped down her body before curling her toes.Holy shit buckets.He was the body whisperer.At her continued silence, Tristan glanced over his shoulder.Just as it had the first time she’d seen him, the sight of his unnaturally light eyes ensnared her, making Riley want.Wanting things was how she’d ended up here in the first place.It was best that she remembered that.She gestured toward the tire.“As you were.” Gah! She sounded like a spoiled princess.“My fit is over,” she added, attempting to tone it down.The laughter in his eyes remained, but he dutifully did as told.After a moment of working in silence, he finally spoke.“It’s okay to have a meltdown every now and again.” In the face of his calm acceptance, Riley was incapable of stopping the confession from rising to her lips.“I was being childish.”“You’re entitled at this point, I should think.Plus, life gets the best of everyone occasionally.”He was just so damn calm.It was a healing balm on a spot in her heart rubbed raw for too long.For the first time in ages, Riley could breathe.She hadn’t noticed the lack of oxygen until she drew her first real lungful.Her shoulders relaxed.“Having a bad night is no excuse,” she admitted, having a hard time letting it go.“I wouldn’t want you to think I’m not grateful for your help.”Coming to his feet, Tristan said something under his breath.Riley missed it in her attempt to move out of his way before she took his eye out with the umbrella.It sounded a bit like he said, “It’s my Christian duty.” For some reason, she didn’t think so.He didn’t seem the type.“Do you mind popping the trunk so I can grab the spare?”“Of course not.” Digging the keys from her pocket, Riley moved to do as he bade.When she pulled the lid open, Riley stood blinking down at the mess.Fuck.She’d forgotten that her whole damn life was inside her car.“Um, well.Damn.” With a flick, she closed the umbrella and set it at her feet.She was going to need both hands for this [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]