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“As much as I like hearing you call me Sir, let’s hold off on that until it might mean something. I’m Will.”

I used my palm to open the gate to the high-dollar yard, and then punched in the code for the key box once we were inside.

I offered the key to him. “There’s no fob since you didn’t want us to mess with the door locks or install push-to-start.”

“I’m sorry. I thought you were…” he sighed. “I’ve been out of the country, and I’m afraid I’m not at the top of my game. I seem to have gotten the wrong signal. My apologies.”

Damn, I hadn’t meant to give that impression. “No, Sir, I’m pretty sure you got the right signals, but I need to handle the business part before we move to something else. I love my job, and until recently, I haven’t dealt with customers. I don’t want to screw it up.”

He smiled again, and I nearly fell into his eyes, even more vibrantly blue in the sunshine than they’d been in the reception area.

“Okay, Davy. Tell me about my car, and then we’ll talk about where I’m going to take you for dinner, yes?”

My dick pulsed in my pants and started to grow, so I focused on keeping it soft. I’ve been trained better than this. I should be able to keep from embarrassing myself with a hard-on.

“Yes, Sir. That’s good.”

I showed him the retro-looking buttons on the steering wheel to use for making and answering calls. He started the car and pulled out of the space, out into the open, then turned it off, and I watched as his long legs come out of the car and he easily stood, sexy as fuck. He walked around the car, opened the trunk and hood, and looked everything over carefully. Eventually, he sat back in the driver’s seat and looked all around the passenger compartment.

“You do excellent work, Davy. The upholstery looks factory.”

“Thank you, Sir. She’s gorgeous. Do you need to talk to Bubbles? He worked on the suspension and…” I trailed off when he shook his head.

He stood and looked down at me, and I had to force myself to meet his gaze rather than look at his feet.

“I believe this ends the business portion. What do you like to eat, Davy?”

“I’m not a big fan of Chinese food, but I like most everything else. Well, not those vegan places.”

He laughed, and Ihadto look down to keep from falling into those deep blue eyes. The most beautiful blue I’d ever seen. He was like this completely unreal person, but he was standing in front of me.

“You really don’t know who I am?”

I looked back up and met his gaze again. I didn’t understand the question. He’d told me his name. I didn’t want to sound rude, so I said, “You told me you’re Will Bryant, Sir?”

“Yes. Yes I am.” He looked at his wrist and back to me. “Fifteen minutes until you close? Let’s go find Bash, shall we? You aren’t in the closet to your boss, are you?”

I shook my head and walked him into the shop. Bash saw us when we were twenty yards from him, and he wiped his hands clean and smiled when we neared. “Will, it must feel good to be home. How was Europe?”

“Exhilarating and exhausting. The car looks great. Thanks so much.” He looked at me and back to Bash. “I’d like to steal Davy away before ya’ll close. Any problem with me absconding with him a little early?”

Bash looked at me, back to Will, and back to me, “Anything you need me to handle so you can leave early?”

I shook my head. “I finished the last of the three small jobs about thirty minutes ago and went up front to help. She’s kind of struggling, so she might could use another person. I’ll get started on the Carrera with the dog damage first thing in the morning.”

“Then have fun. Will’s family. You’re safe with him.”

“Good to know.” The wordfamilymeans more to the bikers than it does to most people.

“Go change shirts while I talk to Will.”

I nodded and went to the locker room.

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Will

“Something I need to know?” I asked.