Statham by Flora Ferrari

Broke, unemployed, and alone is no way to start off the new year, but that’s exactly what happens after my company closes shop after the holidays.
We’re in the middle of one of the worst winters on record, and like always I can’t find one of my gloves. When I go looking for it, I find something else entirely.
Him.
Statham’s Service Center needs help running their cash register, and I need help running away from him.
He’s quiet, confident, and a man of few words. I should turn and walk away, but it feels like my boots are stuck in the snow when I freeze up at the sight of him. With his hazel eyes, nearly bald head, and all that masculinity and sex appeal that oozes off of him I can’t help but to stop and stare.
But he’s too old for me. I’m not sure what he’d see in a young, confused girl like me…but I sure know what I want him to see in me. His tool.

When I watch those strong arms of his flex as he turns a wrench unleashing a nut, I’m imagining another kind of nut we can unleash…together.
But will this manly mechanic check my fluids with his dipstick, or will he leave me stranded by the side of the road, dry, fuming, and with a blown gasket?
And when my dad comes by looking for a free oil change, he certainly isn’t expecting to see his daughter getting mounted, rotated, aligned, and adjusted.
Will this sexy loner service me and send me on my way, or will he provide a lifetime service guarantee for my body, mind, and soul…forever?