be. Part of the reason could be that Blackwater Lake was surrounded by rural area. Critters large and small crossed the roads whenever they felt the need and mostly at inconvenient times.
She didnât like thinking about that, but stuff turned up and finding it here at the shop was in her job description, so she looked and fortunately didnât see anything wrong. She would change the oil, then check the fuel injection system.
There were footsteps on the cement floor behind her. A manâs footsteps in dress shoes, not boots or sneakers. Burke Holden.
Could be someone else, but she had a feeling it wasnât. Just thinking his name made her heart beat a little faster. She took a deep breath then turned to face him. âHi.â
âHi, yourself.â
âIâm guessing you didnât see the sign.â
One corner of his mouth quirked up. âYou mean the one about customers not being allowed in the service area?â
âThat would be the one.â
âItâs a liability issue and I donât plan on having an accident, let alone filing a lawsuit against your business.â
âGood to know.â
He moved closer and pulled her into his arms, then lowered his mouth to hers. The sudden and unexpected intimacy sucked the air from her lungs and started her pulse racing. His lips were soft, so soft, and she felt herself sinking into the kiss in spite of the warning her brain was trying to send that she shouldnât respond.
He cupped the side of her face in his palm and brushed his thumb over her cheek, caressing, mesmerizing, tempting. The sound of a tricked-out truck roaring by on the street brought her to her senses, reminding her where she was.
She pulled back, hoping he wouldnât see that his kiss had affected her, made her tremble from head to toe. Brushing her dirty hands over her equally dirty work shirt and pants, she said, âIâm greasy. Itâs going to get all over those expensive clothes youâre wearing.â
He glanced down at his slacks and sports shirt and shrugged. âA devoted boyfriend doesnât care about things like that.â
Speaking in the third person was a dead giveaway that he wasnât talking about himself. And for some reason that kiss had felt a lot like a giant âtake that,â as if he was trying to make a point to someone. âWhy did you kiss me?â
âYour fatherâs watching.â
âHow do you know?â
âI stopped in the office. He told me where to find you and warned me about customers in the service bay.â
Syd peeked past him and saw that it was true. Tom McKnight was looking at them through the window of his office. It was so tempting to wave, but she held back. Make it look real and natural, she reminded herself. The manâs future happiness was at stake.
She looked up at Burke. âI have to say again that youâre very good at role-playing.â
âItâs a gift.â His face had faux humility all over it.
âI didnât expect to see you here.â But she was happy heâd stopped by, a thought that was something to rationalize later.
âI just met your uncle.â
âOh?â
He nodded. âI went to the county building services office about permits for the resort. Turns out he handles that sort of thing.â
In the brief time sheâd known Burke Holden, Syd had grown accustomed to his easygoing manner. It was missing in action at the moment.
âAnd?â she asked.
âSeveral things, actually.â He smiled but there was no amusement in his eyes. âSally Gardiner wanted to know if weâre an item.â
So the rumor mill was already grinding out information. It was good when a plan came together. âDonât keep me in suspense. What did you tell her?â
âThat you and I are in the process of getting acquainted. She would have to make the determination about whether or not weâre
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