The Mechanic (Book One, Working Men)

By Ramona Gray

His hands aren’t the only things getting dirty.

Lily
I grew up with everything I ever wanted. Wealth and privilege, and an attitude that practically screamed “I’m better than you”. Only, things went wrong and now I have nothing. The people in this town don’t give a damn that I live in a broken-down trailer and am one sandwich away from starving. They figure I got what I deserve. They’re not wrong.

Now, I’m standing in front of the town’s sexy-as-sin mechanic, Jack Williams, and offering to let him... do things to me with those big, dirty hands of his, in exchange for car repairs. Things that the old me would be horrified by. I should be ashamed. Instead, all I can think about is how good it would feel to have Jack touch me.

Jack
I grew up on the wrong side of the tracks. Raised by a man who liked to talk to me with his fists and didn’t give a damn if I lived or died. Taking care of myself is my number one priority, and I’m not interested in other people’s troubles.

Especially trouble in the form of a stuck-up, former rich girl like Lily Carson. It’s not my problem her money, family and friends are gone. Only, she’s standing in my repair shop offering me something I’ve wanted for a very long time. One touch of her soft skin and I’m lost.

Lily belongs to me now, and I’ll make damn sure she and everyone else in this town knows it.

Author’s Note: This is the first in a series of stand-alone, short and dirty (So.Very.Dirty.) novellas of 20k or less. If you’re looking for quick, one-handed (ahem) reads with insta-love, over-the-top alpha, blue-collar men, then the trope-alicious Working Men series is for you!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ramona Gray
• Release date: Mar 26, 2018
• ISBN: 9781988826264

Ramona Gray

Ramona Gray is a Canadian romance author. She lives in Alberta with her awesome husband and her mutant Chihuahua. She is addicted to home improvement shows, good coffee, and reading and writing about the steamier moments in life.Email her at: [e-mail] out her website: www.ramonagray.caSign up for her newsletter: http://eepurl.com/_cL75She also writes contemporary and paranormal romance under her alter-ego "Elizabeth Kelly". Check out Elizabeth's books at www.elizabethkelly.ca

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The Mechanic

THE MECHANIC

WORKING MEN SERIES

BOOK ONE

RAMONA GRAY

EK PUBLISHING INC.

CONTENTS

The Mechanic

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

The Carpenter Excerpt

The Ramona Gray Newsletter

About the Author

Also by Ramona Gray

Copyright © 2018 Ramona Gray

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e-ISBN13: 978-1-988826-26-4

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THE MECHANIC

WORKING MEN SERIES BOOK ONE

His hands aren’t the only things getting dirty.

Lily

I grew up with everything I ever wanted. Wealth and privilege, and an attitude that practically screamed I’m better than you. Only, things went wrong and now I have nothing. The people in this town don’t give a damn that I live in a broken-down trailer and am one sandwich away from starving. They figure I got what I deserve. They’re not wrong.

Now, I’m standing in front of the town’s sexy-as-sin mechanic, Jack Williams, and offering to let him… do things to me with those big, dirty hands of his, in exchange for car repairs. Things that the old me would be horrified by. I should be ashamed. Instead, all I can think about is how good it would feel to have Jack touch me.

Jack

I grew up on the wrong side of the tracks. Raised by a man who liked to talk to me with his fists and didn’t give a damn if I lived or died. Taking care of myself is my number one priority, and I’m not interested in other people’s troubles.

Especially trouble in the form of a stuck-up, former rich girl like Lily Carson. It’s not my problem her money, family and friends are gone. Only, she’s standing in my repair shop offering me something I’ve wanted for a very long time. One touch of her soft skin and I’m lost.

Lily belongs to me now, and I’ll make damn sure she and everyone else in this town knows it.

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CHAPTER 1

Jack

A re you fucking kidding me?

I stared at the woman in front of me. Never once in my fucking life did I believe that Lily Ice Queen Carson would be standing in the tiny shithole of a room I called an office. The cement walls used to be white, but years of dirt and grease had turned them the colour of a roach. The smell was a hellish combination of oil, gas, and the leftover spaghetti I had heated up for lunch.

I leaned against my desk and folded my arms across my chest. Her gaze followed the motion and I watched a muscle tick in her temple and a flush rise in her cheeks. I’m in good shape, years of being a grease monkey and weekends at the local boxing gym have made my body hard. I reached down and adjusted my dick, grinning when the flush turned to a bright red stain.

The woman standing in front of me might have been a rich, stuck-up ice queen that I didn’t have a chance in hell with, but fuck did she get my motor running. She had since fucking high school.

Of course, she wasn’t exactly rich anymore, was she?

I folded my arms back over my chest. I don’t do payment plans.

That red stain faded from her cheeks, leaving her looking pale and sick. I scratched at the two days’ worth of stubble on my jaw.

But, uh, Tom Wilk said that you did payment plans. He told me you didn’t have a problem with it. She fidgeted with the strap of her purse.

I lowered my gaze to her tits. They were big and firm, and I wondered not for the first time what her nipples looked like. What it would look like to have my dick sliding between those lush titties? I hadn’t been this close to her since I sat behind her in biology class in high school. Why would I be? She was the daughter of the richest man in town and I was the son of the drunkest.

Or rather, we had been. My cunt of an old man had been dead for two years and her old man had lost everything, thanks to insider trading. He was currently enjoying life in some white collar minimum security prison, and little Miss Rich Bitch was suddenly not so rich.

Her mother had left town about six months after her father went to prison. The rumour was that she’d met some new rich asshole willing to give her whatever she wanted just for a daily go at her pussy. In the two years since then, I’d often wondered why Lily didn’t go with her. There was nothing in this town for her, and without her daddy’s money, her popularity had disappeared faster than a dick in a whore’s mouth. Her boyfriend had dumped her, her mansion on the west side of town had gone to foreclosure, and all her fancy friends had abandoned her. Now she lived in an old trailer in the worst part of town and waitressed at a local dive bar.

Her arms folded across her tits and I lifted my gaze to her face. She was even paler and those big blue eyes of her were watering with unshed tears. I felt