"Any time." She grinned at him then waved him off.
Mac left, walking the short distance back to his shop and the cars waiting for him.
He turned down the familiar stretch of road leading home, his stomach fluttering as he wondered if she was home yet and how her day had been. Disappointment made it feel like the bottom had dropped out when he spotted her empty driveway. He pulled into his own, thumbing the button on the handlebars to open his garage door, then pulling the bike inside and hitting the button again so the door would close.
Inside he kicked off his boots and thought about the shower. It had been hot and in the last half hour before they"d closed, they"d lifted an aging pickup onto the lift to change a fuel filter and he still wasn"t sure how he"d managed it, but he"d been
