For twenty-six years, I lived by my daddy's motto. Which is why "Mechanic Wanted" is all it takes for me to apply for the job at the garage we once owned.
And I meet the biggest bastard of them all.
Dexter Ryne. Hotter than Hell in July and a firm believer that my place is on reception, taking phone calls and looking pretty.
Not getting dirty under the hood of a car.
Determined to prove each other wrong, we make a deal. I have three weeks to prove my worth as a mechanic. If I don't, I'm on telephone duty.
If I do, he'll accept defeat and make my job permanent. Now, all I have to do is fight my attraction to the cocky little . . . beep.
Problem is, an engine isn't the only thing he knows how to make purr . . .