Chapter Sixteen
Cammi
I let myself steal a glance at him and felt butterflies spiraling in my belly. I was dripping wet, the absolute opposite of sexy. But my body didn’t really think about much when it came to Elias. With the chill in the air, he exuded a cool, but easy masculinity that I wanted to wrap around myself.
The drive was quiet, and I bit my tongue several times to keep from thanking him too much. “I don’t know what to do about my windshield,” I finally said with a frustrated sigh.
“You’ll get it fixed. I took a look at it when I tied the tarp down. It’s just the glass. It’ll be all right. Insurance actually makes it easy to get windshields repaired. If you have a regular mechanic, call them. If you need a suggestion, I can scare up the number of the place we use at the reso
