car.
“Hi, Brayden, thanks for coming,” she said, her voice sounding huskier than usual.
Oh, that’s just great. Get turned on by a man you can’t have.
Great going, Allison .
Brayden did one of his side smiles, where only a corner of his mouth lifted, but even so, it always seemed to make her melt.
“I’ll always come for you, Allison,” he drawled, his voice, low, deep.
Images of every single innuendo that statement could conjure assaulted her.
Dear. God .
“Uh, yeah, thank you.”
That sounded smooth .
Brayden smiled and waved over her shoulder. She turned as her kids climbed over the seats to see him. She noticed that they carefully stayed in the car like they were supposed to.
Barely .
“Hey, kiddos. Looks like you guys ran into trouble,” Brayden said, kneeling so he was at eye level with Lacy.
Lacy wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek.
That little annoying tick in her heart thumped even louder at the cuter-than-cute sight. Damn, Brayden loved her kids as much as they loved him.
Allison was pretty sure she loved him too.
Not that she’d ever admit that fully.
She couldn’t put herself in that situation again. Love wasn’t for her. She’d accepted it. Well, she’d accepted that she had to accept it.
“Mommy said bastard,” Lacy tattled, and Allison watched as Brayden held back a laugh.
“I don’t think you’re supposed to curse or tell on your mom, Lace. But, I’m sure your mom had a reason to say it.”
Lacy nodded, completely absorbed.
Well, if Allison were honest, so was she.
Cameron smiled and patted Lacy’s shoulder. “But, you’re here to help us, right?”
Brayden nodded. “Yep. Let me take a look at the car and see if there’s anything I can do right here, though since your mom called, I’m pretty sure that’s probably not an option. If that’s the case, I’ll get you all in the truck and tow your car behind me.”
For some reason, the fact that he trusted her opinion of her situation warmed her.
Damn the man.
Brayden strolled over to the front of the car, his lean hips and strong legs making him look damn sexy.
Okay, Allison could admit she loved the way Brayden looked, not just the way he treated her and her kids.
He was taller than her by a good five inches or so, even though he was the shortest of his brothers at six feet. His blue eyes always seemed to follow her every movement, even though she’d tried to ignore it. His black hair was longer than any of his brothers and just brushed the collar of his shirt.
He looked like the rough-and-tumble Cooper brother. He always had grease on his hands, though she’d personally seen him wash his hands more than every one of them.
His body was muscular from working with his whole body on cars and using his hands, not from going to the gym.
Oh, yes, she could imagine just how good he was with his hands.
“Ally?”
She swallowed hard and forced her gaze from his body to his face as she blushed.
“Yes?”
Brayden gave her a knowing smile, and she held back a curse.
Great, he’d caught her looking. Though she’d caught him looking at her daily when he came in for his cup of coffee, so fair was only fair.
“There isn’t anything I can do here. In fact, I’m not sure there’s anything I can do at my place either beyond getting you a new engine.”
He whispered the last part to shield it from her kids as he crushed her hopes.
Damn it. She didn’t have the money for a new car. She didn’t even have the money for repairs as it was.
“Okay,” she whispered, her voice surprisingly steady.
“We’ll work it out,” Brayden said as he lowered the hood.
She just smiled and went to get the kids out of the car along with anything that might be valuable, not that there was much.
They all piled into the extended cab, the kids in the back and her up front, as Brayden finished attaching her vehicle to his.
When he got in beside her, she could feel the heat of his body in the close
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