Free Let It Go by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

and all about the gas station, and I’m looking at the place thinking what I could turn it into.”
    “They just stopped the car, started talking to you, and you’re telling them about renovating the station?”
    She smirked.
    “It was really that simple and that strange. They were so nice and easy to talk to. I was telling them about how I left New York for a new start. That I was looking into opening up my own place, a bar and restaurant. Roman asks me if I want to look inside and of course I’m thrilled to and as we go inside I just start…dreaming,” she said and he could see the emotion in her eyes. He didn’t know why, but he ran his palm up her arm and she turned to look at him, appearing shocked.
    “I think I’m glad they stopped and that you took the wrong turn off the highway, too.”
    She pulled her hand away and then went to stand up. He didn’t move and he placed his hands on her hips and her lips parted. She felt the attraction. He knew she did, and damn, was the woman fucking gorgeous.
    “Um, thanks for the first aid. Maybe we should grab your friend and go over any ideas you have?” she asked him. He caressed her hips and she tightened up as if she was scared. He squinted at her. He also was at least six inches taller, so maybe his height intimidated her.
    “Don’t be scared of me,” he told her.
    “I’m not.”
    “You seem to be.” He slid his hand higher and started to move it around her waist. He wanted to kiss her, to taste her sweet, plump, pink lips and find out if they were as delicious as they looked. As he inched closer, she pushed away from him and stepped away.
    “Don’t do that. I’m not interested,” she said to him and then held her hand against her chest. She rubbed it.
    He could tell immediately that she was putting up a wall and he wondered why.
    “We can take things slow. Friends first, Brooklyn.”
    “I’m not looking for more friends.”
    “It’s always good to have them around. Shall we go see Jesse or does the door still need mending?” he asked.
    “I think it’s fine now. That was the last screw,” she said to him.
    He walked over to check out her workmanship and was impressed.
    “Looks good, Brooklyn.”
    “You sound surprised, Aero,” she countered.
    He chuckled. “Pleasantly surprised. I like a woman who can handle tools and a challenge.”
    “Do you now?” she asked as she locked up the door and checked to see if the deadbolt worked, too.
    “Ladies first,” he said, allowing her to walk in front of him. It gave him a great view of her backside and the opportunity to place his hand at her lower back and guide her toward the bar. Jesse was sitting there with Ledger and Aero wondered where the blonde, Carina, took off to.
    “Lose your new friend?” Aero asked. Ledger chuckled.
    “I’ll be back again to work on that friendship. This must be Brooklyn,” Jesse said and reached his hand out for her to shake, but then he saw the bandage and so did Ledger.
    “What happened?” Are you okay?” Ledger asked and he came out from around the bar and took her hand into his.
    Aero instantly felt jealousy hit his gut. Was she involved with Ledger, and maybe his brothers, too? Maybe that was why she was resistant to his flirting with her.
    “I’m okay, Ledger. I had a little fight with a screwdriver and one final screw.”
    “The damn deadbolt. I told you I could have done that for you.”
    “I had it under control.”
    “Are you sure you don’t need stitches? How bad was it?”
    “Aero helped me wrap it up. I don’t think stitches will be necessary. So, Jesse, how long have you been in the security system business?” she asked.
    Aero listened as Jesse began to tell her about the business and then even flirted with her a bit. Or at least, it seemed that way, which totally pissed him off and made him feel jealous. So what did he do? Touch her every chance he could get, so she would get used to it and maybe even like it.
    Twenty minutes later his