Chapter 15
When we reached Alamo’s house, he pulled under a carport and cut off the engine. “Hold tight for a second, darlin’, and I’ll grab your door.”
The carport was only a few steps from the house, but I was glad I wouldn’t be stepping directly back out into the wet. I was still damp, but I wasn’t cold. Getting a cold shower once tonight had been more than enough.
A moment later Alamo came around to open my door. I wasn’t opposed to chivalry. I didn’t expect it as if it was my due, the way some women did, but I could appreciate a man treating me like I was precious. I turned to climb out of the truck and had to decide between keeping the jacket on my body or having my hands free.
Before I could decide what to do, Alamo put his hands on my waist and lifted me out of the truck. “Come
