Ralph was definitely not a bad man. He’d kept her laughing all the way back to Beckinsale with his country singing and corny knock-knock jokes. By the time they’d pulled into his garage, she was feeling far better than when she’d left.
Helping her out of the truck, she gave him a big smile. “Thank you again.”
“Anytime. When you’re ready and you don’t have two men pulling you in opposite directions, I’d be thrilled to take you line dancing with me.”
“I think once my head and my heart are back in line with one another, I’ll take you up on the offer.”
Nek came out of the garage wiping his hands. He patted Ralph on the shoulder, “thank you so much. I got the two oil changes done and the brake job is up on the hoist. I’ll finish up before I head out. Dellie, want to come sit inside and wait
