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If Gibson expects me to chase after him, he’s going to be sorely disappointed. I’m done chasing after men. It’s time they chased me instead.
Enough of this stupid contemplation about a man who will use my body but doesn’t want me. I need to get to work and stop standing here thinking up ways to get my revenge on Gibson.
I hurry to the town hall where there are golfcarts residents are free to use. I hop on one and drive as fast as I possibly can to Basil’s garage. Which isn’t very fast. I bet I could tinker with this engine and make it faster.
When I pull into the garage, Basil steps out and crosses his arms over his chest as he waits for me. Thoughts of tinkering with the golfcart engine evaporate as I rush to him.
“I’m sorry I’m late. I’m usually on time.”
He looks me up and down and chuckles. I squirm as he takes in the clothes I wore yesterday. “If I had remembered your boyfriend’s band returned from their tour yesterday, I would have told you to take the day off.”
Busted. I feel my cheeks warm, but I power through it. “Don’t you worry. I’m young. I can work all day after a few hours of sleep.”
“A few hours of sleep? I need to talk to your man. He shouldn’t have let you sleep at all.”
I slap his shoulder. “You’re a menace.”
He waggles his eyebrows. “I may not be young anymore but I’m still fun.”
“I bet you are.” I motion to the garage. “Shall we get to work?”
He clears his throat. “Actually. I have something to discuss with you first.”
“Are you firing me for being late one time? I promise it won’t happen again.”
“I’m not firing you for being late.”
“I already apologized for having to redo the paintjob. I didn’t realize the paint was still wet.” Good thing I was wearing overalls because blue automotive paint doesn’t come out of jeans. Ask me how I know.
He scratches his chin. “Why do you think I’m going to fire you?”
“Because nothing ever goes well for me for very long and the downfall has already begun.” I snap my mouth shut before I admit Gibson ran out on me this morning. The town is too interested in our relationship as it is.
“Nothing ever goes well for you for very long?”
“Nope. Did I not tell you about the time I built up this great business and thought things were going awesome? But then I found out my boyfriend was cheating. And when I left his ass I discovered my name wasn’t on any of the business documents and I had nothing? Not even a job when my ex fired me?”
“Your ex sounds like an asshole.”
“He sounds like an asshole because he is one. He’s also a sucky mechanic. I bet the business is failing without me there.”
Not to brag or anything but the customers came for me. Not for him. Which would have been hard since he was always taking off for ‘house calls’. House calls my ass. He was sleeping his way through Kansas City.
Basil pats me on the shoulder. “You’re better off without him.”
“Damn right I am.”
“And Gibson seems good for you.”
I narrow my eyes at him. “Are you seriously trying to get gossip out of me? Are you a member of the gossip gals?”
“Since I’m a man, no.”
“But you are trying to get the gossip.”
He shrugs. “I’m an old man. I need to live vicariously through someone.”
I snort. “I’m not blind. I saw the woman sneaking out of your house the other day.”
