Chapter 5
Colin barely kept his laughter in check. She stood in front of him trying not to be insulted that he’d checked out her legs, and now she stared openly at his Jeep in fear. “I’m a safe driver. No worries.”
She ran a hand over her neatly tied-up hair and tugged at the hem of her jacket. Could she possibly be more buttoned up? At the rate she was going, she’d need surgery to remove the stick up her a*s. No one was always that tense. “Are you worried about your hair? Seriously?”
“No,” she snapped. “My hair is fine. Let’s go.”
“How about Jimmy’s? Good hot dogs and burgers.”
“Whatever you want. I don’t live here.”
As if he needed the reminder that their partnership was temporary. He drove to Jimmy’s and pulled into the lot. They didn’t speak on the short trip. At the counter, Eli
