No Rulebook for Flirting by Laura Bailo
Chapter 1
Gabriel
Gabriel swore and cursed his coworkers.
He’d wanted to be here earlier, but the meeting had run late and now he couldn’t find a single parking spot anywhere. He knew this would happen. The convention always attracted a lot of people, which was why he’d wanted to be here early enough to park his car without problems.
On his second lap around the lot, he saw a car reversing into the lane. He snagged the space, thinking about his good luck, when an angry honk—he had no idea a car could sound angry—came from behind him.
He looked back to see a blond guy in a small car leaning out of the window. “What’s the problem with you?” He scowled at Gabriel, his pale-colored eyes bearing an intent focus Gabriel couldn’t help but find attractive, in a moody sort of way.
Ah, so he was the cause of the honking. Kind of hard to believe a car so small could sound so fierce. Come to think of it, the guy didn’t appear all that big either, although Gabriel was sure that, if looks could kill, he’d be at least injured by now.
Gabriel got out of his car. “Excuse me?”
“You’ve just parked in my spot!”
“I’m pretty sure there wasn’t a name written on the tarmac.” Gabriel shrugged, a sadistic part of him enjoying how the guy’s face got redder in anger while another part of him—the more human one—sympathized.
“I was waiting here, I even had my blinker on.”
Gabriel had been so focused on parking in the free space, he hadn’t noticed. “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you.”
“I don’t want you to apologize. I want you to remove your car so I can park in my spot.” He’d said the last part through clenched teeth, clearly furious.
Gabriel let out a short laugh. “I’m sorry, but not a chance of that happening, mate. You go make a round and find another spot.” He felt a bit sorry for the guy, but there was no way he was going to look for another spot.
He did his best to ignore the angry sputtering while making his way inside the building, amused by the whole exchange.