Free Cowboy Alpha Billionaire Bad Boy: F#cking Jerk 1 by Tawny Taylor Page A

and drinking way too much and finally plunged outside, into the fresh air. I sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly.
     
    So much for consoling myself with some alcohol and a little male attention.
     
    I stomped back to my car and flopped into the driver’s seat. I shoved the key in the ignition and gave it a crank. The engine turned over, and over…and over. It didn’t start.
     
    Shit. I didn’t need this now.
     
    I twisted the key again, and once more the engine sputtered but didn’t start.
     
    This day was royally fucked.
     
    First, I’d been screwed by Clay. And now I was screwed, thanks to my piece of crap car. How was I going to get back to the ranch?
     
    I was done. Done! If that fucking lawyer came up to me right now and told me I could leave tonight, go back to Michigan, and still inherit my aunt’s money, I would scream for joy…and immediately get my ass back to civilization.
     
    But that wasn’t going to happen.
     
    I let my head fall forward, forehead resting on the steering wheel. What was I going to do?
     
    Someone knocked on the passenger side window.
     
    If it was the asshole from the bar, I was in trouble. Stupid me, I hadn’t locked the doors. He could be a total ass and attack me. And who would hear me? It wasn’t like there were hundreds of people wandering the streets.
     
    I jerked my head up, heart racing…

 
     
     
     

     
Chapter 9
     
    It wasn’t the creep from the bar. That was a small relief. But that didn’t mean my fucked up day was getting any better.
     
    The someone knocking on my window, yeah, It was someone else I didn’t want to see. It was Clay. And his fuck friend.
     
    “Are you all right?” Clay shouted through the closed window.
     
    I nodded and tried my damnedest to produce a convincing smile. “Sure.”
     
    He saw right through my fake smile, dammit. “What’s wrong?”
     
    Behind him, his friend glowered. “Baby, what are you doing?” She wrapped a possessive arm around his neck and flattened her body against his back. “Let’s go.”
     
    He peeled her arm away. “Amber, give me a minute, will you?”
     
    Amber put her lips up to Clay’s ear and said something I didn’t hear. I was glad the window was still closed because I didn’t want to hear what she had to say. Then she stepped back and folded her arms under her tits, sending me a squinty I-hate-you-bitch glare.
     
    The feeing was mutual.
     
    Clay gave me a look that said he wasn’t going anywhere until I fessed up.
     
    I sighed. “My car won’t start.”
     
    “Again? Mike told me he fixed it.”
     
    “He did. It was working for a while.”
     
    Clay flipped his hand flat and wagged his fingers. “Pop the hood. Let me take a look.”
     
    I didn’t want this asshole helping me again. But what else could I do? It wasn’t like another mechanic would come come strolling down the road this late. If he did, it was more likely he’d be staggering and drunk. I pulled the lever, releasing the hood’s latch. Then I tried to pretend like I didn’t see the angry bitch giving me the death-stare while Clay fiddled with the car’s motor.
     
    I opened my door both to allow some air to flow (it was getting hotter than fucking hades in there) and to facilitate communication with Clay, since I couldn’t open the window without starting the car.
     
    “Okay, try it now,” he shouted.
     
    I turned the key and held my breath.
     
    No deal.
     
    “Now.”
     
    I tried.
     
    The car failed.
     
    Clay pulled the hood closed and circled around to my open door. “Looks like you need a new starter. Do you need a ride back to the ranch?”
     
    I did. But…shit. Did I really have to accept a ride from Clay and his latest screw?
     
    What did I do to deserve this? What?
     
    My life sucked.
     
    Defeated, I nodded.
     
    Amber gave me a look so icy I swore the air around her froze. But what could I do? The ranch was at least ten miles outside of town. I didn’t feel like taking a