I led her out of my office.
She carried the blanket with her and handed it to Lucy. “Thank you for letting me use this.”
“Of course. Bridger said things went well?” Lucy asked, and I had to laugh.
“Next time, how about we don’t let the guy barge into my office during an interview.”
“Have you ever tried to stop your cousin from doing something?” She pursed her lips. “I asked him to wait, and he just chuckled and walked right past me.”
“Sounds like Bridger,” I said, trying not to laugh because the dude was an asshole, but I loved him. “I’m going to give Winnie a ride to her car, and then meet my pain-in-the-ass cousin for lunch. I’ll be back in a bit.”
“See you soon. Bye, Winnie,” Lucy said.
“Thanks again.” Winnie waved before following me to my truck as I pulled the door open.
“Thank you,” she said, her voice quiet again.
I pushed the door closed and made my way to the driver’s side. Once I was in and buckled up, I glanced over at her. “Where’d you leave the car?”
She directed me to River Bend Drive, where I saw the Mustang parked on the side of the road up ahead. The rain had finally stopped, and I pulled up in front of her car, so our engines were facing one another.
It surprised me when she got out of the truck at the same time I did, and we both met between the vehicles, holding our own jumper cables.
“I’m impressed. You carry a set with you?”
“I do. I told you that I’m more than capable of handling different situations.” She chuckled as she moved forward and popped her hood, and I did the same. She started attaching the wires, which again caught me off guard.
She not only carries them but also knows how to use them.
I must not have hidden my surprise very well, because after she’d connected the wires to my car, the corners of her lips turned up when she looked at me.
“You don’t think a woman knows how to jump a car?”
“No. Of course I do. I guess I just didn’t expect you to do it so confidently.” I laughed. “Maybe it’s the bow in your hair and the all-white angelic outfit that’s throwing me off.”
She rolled her eyes. “Hey, this was my good luck interview outfit before I destroyed it by falling down. And get used to the bows… They’re a staple for me. They give a little something, don’t you think?”
I shook my head and tried to hide my smile as I jumped in my truck and started it up. I got out, and we both stood there staring at the jumper cables as if we could will them to work.
“My dad owns a mechanic shop, so I grew up around cars.”
“That explains the vintage Mustang,” I said as I moved to walk around her car. I whistled. “She’s a beaut.”
“Right? I saved up for years for this car. Unfortunately, she’s seen better days as far as reliability goes. But she’s easy on the eyes.”
She wasn’t the only one.
Get your mind out of the gutter, asshole. She’s far too young for you, and she just interviewed to be your daughter’s nanny, for fuck’s sake.
“We’ll get her up and running, and then my cousin offered you one of his cars to use while you’re driving Melody.”
She nodded. “What’s Melody like?”
“She’s the best. Sweet and strong all at the same time. She’s got a huge heart, feels everything. She’s creative and loves to paint and draw. She sings and dances and enjoys playing outside. She’s taking riding lessons from my brother’s girlfriend, and she’s obsessed with horses. She loves big, and she’s very tenderhearted, which always worries me,” I said, wondering if I’d overshared.
“I think she sounds amazing. I can’t wait to meet her. My aunt and uncle adore her.” She moved to the side of her car before climbing inside and starting it up.
It roared to life, and I removed the cables from both of our vehicles before handing them to her.