Chapter Two
I came to Houston at Lorelei’s request to upgrade Davenport Restorations’ accounting system and keep an eye on things while she goes on a combination car scouting trip and honeymoon with her mates. Since tax season is over the timing is perfect, giving me a much needed break.
Last night, after hearing my story, she didn’t want to leave. Took a lot of fancy tap dancing to get them out the door this morning. Waving goodbye to the happy trio as they drive away, I feel a wicked grin stretch across my lips. The authority figures are away and I feel like a kid set loose in the candy store. Rubbing my hands together, I head to the showroom and debate where to start. My eyes are drawn to the orange and black racing bike but there’s no way I’m touching Jase’s ride. Not when I’m doing
