garage come into view. “Uh, ma’am?” She gave him a questioning look and he dropped his gaze pointedly to their clasped hands. “I’ll have to shift in another minute, but in order to do that I’ll need—”
She snatched her fingers from his.
* * *
L ACEY HAD BEEN so busy mooning at the man, she hadn’t even realized she was hanging on to his hand. Worse, he was completely aware of her reaction to him. She cleared her throat uncomfortably as the truck turned into a gravel parking lot. There was a large, multibay garage at the far end and she could see lights on in the small office there. A sign over it read Sully’s Garage—24 Hour Towing. At the other end of the building were two blue taxicabs, and a smaller sign that read Tara’s Taxi Service.
As Cole maneuvered the rental car into a nearby space, the door to the office opened and a huge bear of a man emerged. Sully, she presumed. He had a head of unruly dark hair and half of his face was obscured by a beard and moustache.
Cole glanced over at Lacey. “Wait here where it’s cool. I’ll unhitch the car first, and then get your things out of the back. No need for you to stand around in this heat.”
Without waiting for an answer, he opened his door and jumped down. Lacey watched as the other man approached him. She couldn’t hear their words, but she didn’t miss when Cole jerked his thumb in the direction of the truck. The bearded man turned his head toward her and Lacey barely resisted the urge to slide down lower in her seat. Sully grinned and said something, and slapped Cole on the back. Lacey heard him laughing as he strode back toward the office.
What had Cole said to him? And why did she suddenly feel like a cheap pickup? But when Cole turned and came alongside the truck to unhitch her car, she could see he wasn’t smiling. His face wore an expression of such annoyance that Lacey felt an unexpected rush of gratitude toward him. Clearly he wasn’t pleased with whatever conclusion Sully had drawn of his decision to drive her back to the motel.
But when he opened her door, his features were schooled into a mask of politeness. He extended a hand to help her down, and Lacey fumbled for a moment, trying to grasp both her overnight bag and purse. He reached in wordlessly and took the bag from her. As Lacey swung her legs around, her skirt scooted halfway up her thighs, but with one hand firmly clutched around her purse and the other warmly encased in Cole’s, she had no chance to tug it down. She heard him suck in his breath, and when she glanced at his face, she saw the heat was back in those translucent eyes.
“C’mon,” he muttered. “Let’s get out of here before Sully decides to come back out.”
She waited as he reached into the back and withdrew her presentation case and STAR, hefting them both in a single grip. “Is he your boss?”
Cole gave a bark of surprised laughter. “Sully? No, he’s just a friend. I help him out once in a while, that’s all. He’s a good guy, but he doesn’t have much in the way of manners. Trust me when I say you’re better off not getting an introduction. It still amazes me that he actually managed to find himself a wife.” He nodded his head toward the opposite side of the parking lot. “This way.”
Lacey waited while Cole stowed her gear in an oversize toolbox secured in the bed of a large, black pickup truck. There was no lighting in this area of the lot, and with his dark jeans and T-shirt, the surrounding gloom all but swallowed him up. Lacey hung back, standing just outside the ring of darkness.
She considered herself to be an intelligent woman, but taking a ride from a complete stranger had to be the height of stupidity. It had seemed a perfectly reasonable solution when they were in the tow truck with her rental car hitched to the back. After all, she had been the customer, securing the services of a professional. But discovering he wasn’t even affiliated with the towing company, and