Turning around, I see Penelope has her arms crossed again, and she looks mad as hell. “You can go ahead and unlock that door. I’m not doing anything with you.”

I approach her slowly, making my moves clear.

“Sorry, but the work on your car isn’t free.”

Her eyes widen in shock. “You’re the one who broke it.”

“Cash or ass, Duchess. It’s time to pay up.”

“Fuck you, Paine. I’m not a whore.” She ...