Opposites Attract by Lacey Wolfe Page B

clothes. Leaning forward, he flipped on the heat and then stole a glance at her breasts, catching a glimpse of her hard nipples.
    “Thanks,” she said in a soft tone that sent shivers through him.
    Sitting next to Francesca was like sitting next to a stranger. They had a past together, one that still stirred in his thoughts from time to time. But the way they sat silently, doing their best not to look at one another, you never would have known that they’d been each other’s first. That together they’d learned all about the opposite sex’s body. And now, it was like he’d never even known her.
    Meadow Creek Apartments came into view, and he turned his blinker on as he pulled up to where you would usually punch a code in. But the gates opened right away. Glancing over, he saw that she had what looked like a remote on her key chain. Once through the gates she directed him to where she lived. His truck was too big to park in a spot, so he pulled up in front of the building and wondered what the hell to say now.
    “Thank you.” She ran her hand through her long blonde hair. “What do I owe you?”
    Owe? Oh yes, she needed her car towed. This woman still made his mind mush. “It depends. I can either tow your car to the shop of your choice, or if I bring it to my place, the tow is free. You just pay the charges of whatever it takes to fix it.”
    “Did you take over your dad’s place?”
    He nodded.
    “I was sorry to hear about him.”
    “Well, we all gotta go up to the big pearly gates one day.”
    She didn’t say anything. Death was always one of those topics where no one ever knew what to say. His dad had been a great man, always going out of his way to help people. Randy hoped to one day follow in his father’s footsteps.
    “Here’s my card. How about I take your car back to my place to fix? I promise I’ll give you a good deal.”
    “Sounds great.” Francesca’s hand lingered on the door handle as she gazed into his eyes. “I guess I should get inside. I just wish the rain would let up.”
    “Yeah, this is a nasty one all right.”
    “Thank you again. I’ll call you in the morning. Will that be okay?”
    “Sure. Stay safe.”
    She nodded and then climbed out. After slamming the door shut, she ran through the rain toward the breezeway. He watched until she was out of sight. Hopefully safely in her home. Now he had to figure out how the hell to turn this truck around without hitting someone’s overpriced car.
    * * * *
    Francesca stood in the middle of her living room. She was drenched from the rain, but she didn’t care. She was still getting over the shock of seeing Randall. She had loved him with everything in her, and then she’d just dumped him. Told him she wanted a better life than anything he could have given her. She was certain if she’d married him, he’d never be able to give her all the things she dreamed of. At that time, she thought money would buy her happiness. But now that she was in her early thirties, and had been nowhere close to marriage, she was beginning to wonder just how smart her life plan had been. Maybe if she had made different choices, she’d be somewhere else right now.
    Almost everyone she knew was married or getting married. Their lives were full of love, and they all floated on air. They weren’t worried about what the other could buy. All she had ever wanted was the most expensive of everything. Growing up, her parents always joked she needed to marry a rich man to be able to afford her tastes. She took their advice to heart and for years searched for that wealthy guy. Sure, she’d found plenty, but she hadn’t kissed one yet that caused her to lose her breath. Not like Randall did.
    Francesca groaned. She needed to stop thinking about him and get out of these clothes. In her bedroom, she stripped her wet clothes off and suddenly realized what she was wearing. Embarrassment flooded her. But as she slipped into her light blue silk pajamas, she realized he