couldn’t tell, but something in his cautious expression told her that her response mattered. “The only monsters I’ve ever encountered are the two-legged variety.” Without conscious thought, her hand moved to the healing wound above her eye.
The men exchanged another telling look.
“What?” Jenna asked.
Bernie once again broke the silence. “You’re not like most people that I’ve met.”
Jenna laughed. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
He picked up a wrench and polished it. “You should.”
“Now that we’ve bonded, you’re not going to ask me to join your commune, are you?”
“Commune?” he asked, his confusion evident.
“Just checking,” Jenna said, only half kidding.
“Oh, I get it.” Bernie shook his head and chuckled. “This isn’t the type of club that you can just join.” He winked. “You don’t have worry about anyone trying to convert you.”
Jenna snorted. “Good to know.” But she did wonder what type of club Bernie was referring to. All the clubs she knew about had special jackets, funny handshakes, or silly hats. She hadn’t seen any of those things on the estate. Maybe they only trotted them out for special occasions? Or maybe they only wore them when outsiders weren’t around?
Nic walked over to a coffee maker tucked between the shelves and poured himself a cup. “Thanks for making a fresh pot,” he said, then added, “Want one?”
“Sure.” Jenna smiled. “As long as you promise not to trip over anything while you’re bringing it to me.”
Nic smirked. “I’ll do my best.”
Jenna had forgotten all about making the coffee once she’d popped her head under the hood of the Bug and calculated the cost of repairs.
He poured her a cup and brought it over. “Figure out what’s wrong with it yet?”
“Thanks.” Jenna took the coffee from him. “Still working on it.”
Nic brought the cup to his lips. “Need help?”
Jenna shook her head. “Nah, but thanks for the offer. I’ve worked on her so many times that I know this car inside and out. She doesn’t keep her secrets for long.”
She wasn’t keeping secrets at all. The Bug had pretty much shouted that she was badly broken.
“If you have time later, I’d like to get your opinion on some diagnostics I ran on the truck,” Bernie said.
“Yeah, I’d love to help,” Jenna said. “Just let me finish up here.” It felt good to be included, to once again be part of a team.
Nic walked over to the Lincoln and set his coffee cup down. He didn’t go back to work. Instead, he glanced at Jenna. His mouth opened and closed a couple of times, then his hand moved to the back of his neck. Nic rubbed the tendons absently.
The whole thing was odd and slightly unnerving. “What’s up?” she asked.
“I was wondering.” He bit his lip. “Do you have any plans tonight?”
Jenna blinked in surprise. Was he asking her out? She thought they’d just been teasing each other and hadn’t taken the bantering seriously. Her gaze sharpened.
Nic was an attractive man with his sandy brown hair and dark blue eyes. He had the kind of disarming smile that drew people in and made them want to smile back. Any woman would be flattered to catch his attention—even Jenna, if only she hadn’t...
Hadn’t what? Met Aidan? Seen him naked? Been on the run? The truth sucked.
Jenna didn’t want to hurt Nic’s feelings. He’d been nothing but nice to her. At the same time, she couldn’t in good conscience lead him on.
She was about to let him down easy, when a clack, clack, clack of claws scraped the concrete behind her. Jenna swiveled in time to see a huge black wolf come strolling into the garage.
It was so large that the top of its massive head reached her chest. Its ears were up. Alert. While its amber eyes watched her every move. It took another step, then hesitated.
A jolt of fear struck. Jenna’s first instinct was to run from the pony-sized beast. The urge was followed by an equally strong impulse