Series: She’s Beautiful Series – Book 1
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publication Date: November 13, 2015
Chapter One Excerpt
I was just about to open my driver’s side door when I turned toward the rumbling of a motorcycle that came to a halt next to me. A black leather jacket covered, chiseled-to-perfection male specimen kicked the kickstand and removed his helmet. My breath hitched at the sight of our grocery checkout friend. A warm pool of heat flowed effortlessly through my veins. What in the world was going on with my traitorous body? I watched his movements as he placed his helmet on the handlebars and swung his leg, lifting himself off his bike.
“You need some help there?” he asked blankly and sauntered to the side with the flat.
“I do.” I said softly.
Closely watching his every move, I should have been tense, on guard—for heaven’s sake this man was technically a stranger—but I felt a sense of safety in his presence. I think he just asked me something, but for the life of me, I had no idea what he said. With a kind voice and a sexy grin, he asked if I had a spare in the trunk.
I hoped I did, my car wasn’t that old. Sometimes I missed that damn Mercedes, but with a baby to support that was not a practical choice. So, I traded it in for this Altima and lived off the rest.
“I think so.” I popped the trunk.
Standing at the open trunk, he searched until he found what he was looking for. Spare tire and jack in hand, he got to work.
Ten minutes later, my tire was changed and just in time. It started to drizzle again. Our mystery friend slammed the trunk shut and tapped it twice before looking at me. I felt so out of sorts near this man, and a faint flush warmed my cheeks.
“Thank you, Mr. . . ” I realized I didn’t even know his name. Smirking he stuck his hand out.
“Name’s Alex, or AJ, as everyone else calls me.”
“Well thank you, Mr.—umm, I mean, Alex.” And for the third time that day, I felt the blush in my cheeks.
“My pleasure, Miss—”
“Oh, I’m sorry. It’s Grace, and thank you again for your help, and the balloon.”
Alex nodded like a gentleman. “I’d tell you to have your husband get you a new tire but didn’t see a ring on your finger. So maybe have your boyfriend get that looked at. You don’t want to be driving around on a spare tire for too long.”
“Thank you, I’ll let him know.” I knew his angle, and I wasn’t falling for it. Clearly, he was trying to fish around for information about if I had a man in my life. Even though he was a Good Samaritan, I still had some level of skepticism.
I smiled, waved, and got in my car, only to sneak a peek through the rearview mirror. Watching Alex straddle his motorcycle and put his helmet on made that instant pool of heat slowly shift south again, and I wondered if I needed to get myself checked out. I couldn’t recall ever being this flustered by the opposite sex before.