“Details please?” Hana demanded in her best school-voice. The blond remained silent and bunched her against the vehicle as his companion banged around the outside panels. Tall and imposing, he cast Hana into shade. His face looked ruggedly handsome, punctuated by striking blue eyes framed with dark lashes. Something about him looked familiar and Hana stared longer than he liked. His eyes blazed and Hana gulped in fear. She changed tack. “Never mind. It doesn’t matter, it’ll be cheaper to fix it myself.”
“Yeah?” The man moved closer until his chest obscured Hana’s vision of the street. He lifted angular fingers and stroked them down her cheek. “You’re pretty hot,” he whispered. “Pity.”
Hana swallowed. “What’s a pity?”
He smiled, a sliver of regret in the expression. The other man continu
