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She wasn’t stupid
As she turned onto her street, a smile lit her face There in the driveway of her little rented house stood her next-door neighbor, Jere his snoer to rid her driveway of her white nemesis
What an angel
She pulled into the snow-free driveway just as Jere a little wave to the prospect as he parked next to a mound of plowed snow, she exited the car “Seriously, Jereirl not snapped you up yet?”
He snorted as he set down the blower Dressed in a leather jacket, biker boots, and black jeans, he looked like he’d fit right in at the Hell’s Handler’s clubhouse, but for some reason unknown to her, he’d been denied the opportunity to prospect
“Been waiting on you, Jazzy, you know that” He winked, then walked her way “But you keep breaking htness to theaze that held hers conveyed a sincerity that had her face heating
Thankfully, her cheeks had already reddened from the cold Otherwise her blush would be obvious, and she’d hate to give the guy the wrong idea Even if she’d been interested in Jere how close she was to the men of the MC Supposedly, he’d atteh the door “Flattery will get you everywhere,” she said with a wave of her gloved hand and an airy chuckle “But I see the parade of chicas you’ve got co fro your freedom”
That lea Somewhat attractive, with buzzed brownish hair, a sreener side of hazel His muscles were real as was his passion for motorcycles and desire to join the Handlers The proble just a little too hard, which often came off as needy At least in Jazz’s opinion She’d never say it aloud, but Jereirl whose head only see? Perhaps not considering she enty-nine and pathologically single
“What can I say, Jazz? The ladies like what they see”
She cocked her head, studying him Were his neediness the only issue, perhaps she could have overlooked it and gone out with the guy, but it wasn’t the only proble her back
“Of course they do,” she said with a wink “You’re a stud Anyway, thanks for taking care of the driveway for ht of shoveling out since the first flake fell”
“Why shovel when you can blow?” Jere his eyebrows
Jazz laughed “I’hty joke in there soroaned, she laughed again “See what I did there? Shovel? Dig?”
“Unfortunately Your co an arm around her shoulders and propelled her toward her door “Better get that sweet ass inside before it freezes off, Arizona-girl”
Jazz dug out her key “Thanks again, Jeremy”
“My pleasure, babe Long as I’m not out of town I’ll take care of your driveway, okay?”
God, why couldn’t she be attracted to this guy? He was so damn sweet “You’re seriously the best, Jere hiht actually have an old snoer out back in the shed,” she said of her land lady “I went out there once and found a snake staring at me so that was the last tiain” She shuddered and it had nothing to do with the chill for once “I’d rather die than find another snake That shed is off limits to me”
Jerehed He kissed her back then started down her driveway, calling, “Don’t worry, I got your back Unless I’m out of town, you won’t have to shovel or battle the snakes to look for the snoer” With a wave of his hand he reached the sidewalk and turned right toward his own home
Monty, the prospect who’d been tasked with following her for the day, stared at hi away on his phone For his part, Jere his way up his own snow-free driveway
Interesting Jazz would be lying if she said she wasn’t curious why the MC didn’t seeh she could see hoouldn’t be such a great fit, she had a feeling the rejection cah, just thinking the word made her feel like a bitch