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Chapter One

Asa Wilder was a sexy, tattooed god of a man

And life was unfair

When you were driving in the nal, all the bars on the cell phone disappeared When you were craving chocolate more than life itself, the only flavor left was vanilla strawberry swirl

And hot, unattainable bad boys—six times out of ten—became hot, unavailable men

Un-fucking-fair

Delilah took a deep breath and rolled theof her Mustang down for aoff histhe repair shop when she drove by thison her way to breakfast One look was all it had taken to send her speeding to the nearest diner for a comfort latte and a stack of blueberry waffles that were physically, if not e Her sisters hadn’t answered their phones to distract her, so she’d stayed in her corner booth fiddling with sugar packets until the waitress glared and startedready for the lunch crowd

She was going to have to face Asa eventually She knew that It wasn’t like she hadn’t expected to run into hily his worn jeans cupped his backside or the way his biceps bulged when he’d lifted up a hand to push his hair out of his eyes as her car raced by…

Damn Okay so she maybe she hadn’t expected her reaction to that backside

But Asa “Wild Man” Wilder was the reason—one of two business reasons—she was back in San Rafael after an eleven-year absence

Had it been that long? Eleven years? Tied hi petty in the years since their last —he still had all his hair and teeth and he didn’t ith a lied

If anything he was better looking now Sexier than she remembered From what she could see, the reckless twenty-year-old with eternally ht brown hair and wicked blue eyes—the troublemaker who’d starred in all her naïve seventeen-year-old fantasies—had ly handso it impossible not to create new and decidedly less PG-rated fantasies about him

Her fingers tightened on the wheel as she automatically followed the curve of the 101 freeway that she used to know by heart Her hometown

No San Rafael was Dirty Del’s horeasy overalls intent on disguising her curves any out at her father’s ines thanabout dances or getting along with the other girls at school

She was Delilah Dean nooht She was vice president of DD4, a successful business that dealt in specialized parts for classic bikes and gear that had—thanks to her older sister—gone from utilitarian to the popular fashion for the recreational rider

She was also the one Asa Wilder would have to negotiate with to purchase Dean’s Garage after just over a decade of leasing—if the guy ned the shop in the other half of the building couldn’t convince her to sell to him first

She took the exit, s that weren’t so familiar anymore There were new businesses, new facades on soed too The breathed a sigh of relief when she passed B Street and saw the little Italian Bistro her father had loved to take the her know she hadn’t co place

There had been no question that she would be the one to come here The one to handle this particular business transaction in person Her sisters, Drew and Darcy, never had any interest in the shop, and her father, well… Dallas Dean had left his heart in the old garage, in more ways than one