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“Hey Vaughn! Your motorbike people are here!”

Vaughn Rogers looked up from where he crouched next to a pristine Harley-Davidson Nightingale.

For the hundredth time, he wondered how he’d let Laz talk him into wrenching on a dirt bike. His boss was always helping someone out; it was a wonder that Lazlo’s Dream Machines turned a profit every year. But since Vaughn himself had been a recipient of Laz’s help, he could hardly say no.

He glanced out the bay windows at the battered RAM truck; the dirt splattered all over the sides was a dead giveaway that he was about to meet Laz’s current charity case.

He sauntered toward the truck as a man who looked to be in his early forties jumped out. “You Archie?”

“Yeah,” the man said. “You Vaughn?”

“That’s me.”

Vaughn’s attention was drawn to a woman getting out of the passenger side of the truck. She was a petite thing, her hair in a ball cap with a ponytail pulled through it. She was dressed in a tight-fitting T-shirt and frayed cut-off shorts that revealed very shapely legs. He’d bet his Jim Beam she had a shapely ass to go with those legs.

Archie stuck his hand out, and Vaughn tore his eyes off the girl’s legs to shake his hand. “I really appreciate you taking a look at the Kawasaki,” Archie said.

“No problem,” Vaughn said.

Archie turned to the woman, who’d come around the front of the truck and stood with her hands in her back pockets. “This is my daughter, Gabby Johnston.”

Daughter? Damn. Vaughn would have to check his libido at the door… “Hello.”

She nodded, but her eyes were covered by sunglasses. Up close, he could see a smattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks, and Vaughn was distracted by a sudden urge to brush his lips over each one of them.

“Gabby, can you help Vaughn unload while I go talk to Laz for a minute?” Archie said.

“I think I can manage,” Gabby said with just a hint of sarcasm.

Archie gave her a sidelong glance and turned toward the stairs leading up to the offices. “You have any questions about how the Kawi should ride, she’s the one to ask,” he tossed over his shoulder as he walked away.

“You mean she’s—?”

Gabby was the racer?

His gaze returned to the pixie-like woman.

Gabby’s eyes narrowed as she pulled the sunglasses off her face and tucked them in her ball cap. “Yeah,” she said. “I race. You got a problem with that?”

Feisty. He liked that.

“Doesn’t matter to me one way or the other. Just seems like a rough sport for a girl.”

Wow. If eyes could shoot daggers, he’d be severely wounded right now.

“I think you mean a woman,” she said.

Vaughn preferred his women on the back of his Harley Deuce. Or on their back anywhere else, for that matter. He smirked. “How old are you?”

Gabby scowled at him. “None of your business.” She pivoted toward the back of the truck. “I’ll get the ramp and back it off.”

“No need.” Vaughn physically lifted the bike out of the truck bed and set it on the ground. As he straightened, he caught her checking out his arms.

This was nothing new; women liked his biceps and tattoos.

He lifted one eyebrow at her.

“What?” She crossed her arms and her scowl deepened. “Like you weren’t checking out my legs earlier.”

He grinned and tipped an imaginary hat. “Guilty as charged.”

His ready admission seemed to throw her for a loop, because she opened her mouth, then closed it again.

He found himself wondering what she’d been about to say. Amused and slightly flustered by his thoughts, he pushed the bike into the bay. “No kickstand?” he said.

She gave him a look that said he was an idiot. “Racing bikes don’t have kickstands,” she said. “You got a triangle stand?”

“Yeah, we got triangle stands,” he said, ready to give as much as he got. “For big-ass motorcycles like Harleys. Not for a tiny thing like this.”

She huffed, then headed for the truck. He couldn’t help it; he checked out her ass. He’d been right about it.

But she was Laz’s friend’s kid, and as such, she was off-limits.

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