An arranged marriage. An illicit affair. An unforgettable passion. A forbidden love...
A spoiled socialite clashes with a streetwise mechanic who challenges the order of her privileged life while an arranged marriage threatens even more.
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My workday was finished, and for the first time in a while, I wasn't interested in hanging around the garage.
"Spend you some time with that pretty little thing you had in here," Uncle Rod had suggested as I crossed the garage floor for the shop entrance upon clocking out.
Kennedy.
I was trying not to think about her in my free time. Of course, everywhere I went now was stained with the evidence of her. Rod's office, my home, and now Sonny's Kitchen. Still, I tried to ignore the idea of her as I let my uncle's words go in one ear and out the other.
In another moment, it was an easy feat as I set eyes on a familiar face.
Eden.
She noticed me as I noticed her. I was cool with a nod of my head in greeting as I was on my way out, but Eden cut into my path leaving me coming to a stop in front of her. Now that she was on her feet this time, I didn't miss that I easily had almost a foot on her.
She was standing there in jean shorts, a yellow tube top, and a gold chain around her slim waist. On her feet were a pair of yellow fur slides. Half of her hair was up in a ponytail, secured by big white hairballs. It all only served to add more to her youthful appearance.
Eden smiled up at me after taking me in. "Yeah, this fits you."
"Hey, what's up?" I greeted her.
Jake was at the counter, doing his best to steal glances at Eden on the low.
Couldn't exactly blame the guy, she was incredibly pretty and her outfit only gave way to her curves.
I brought my attention back to the girl in front of me, the girl oblivious to my coworker's wanton gaze.
"I was ridin' with a girl from my job and her car started actin' funny." Eden gave an indifferent shrug. "So, she pulled in here and they're checkin' it out."
In the background I spotted another woman, one wearing a purple T-shirt as a dress with sneakers. She was on her cell phone, and judging by the tone of her voice, the way she was moving her hand as she talked, I could tell she was chewing some poor guy out.
This was nothing new for Rod's Repair. Car repair charges could be costly, and it wasn't a surprise whenever a woman was having car issues and she called in her boyfriend or husband to pay for it.
I got back to Eden and bobbed my head. "Hope it works out."
She looked over her shoulder, frowning briefly as she watched her friend continue to argue. "Yeah, thank God I brought a book."
The gesture almost made me smile. It was cute she was a reader. "Hopefully something better than that other one."
