CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Jules returned to the castle, but Izzy stayed in the garage. The oil leak bothered her. She wanted to repair the truck so she located the necessary tools and drained the remaining oil.
“You need a pair of coveralls or you will ruin your outfit.”
At the sound of Niko’s voice, Izzy’s heart lurched.
Pathetic.
She hated the way she responded to him. He was only being nice because Vernonia needed her.
Izzy focused on the engine. “A little grease on my clothes won’t hurt anything.”
“I wonder what Tom Ford would say about that. Or any of the other designers you might be wearing.”
Izzy had no idea who had designed her outfit. She remembered two fashion designers mentioned had been American to honor the country where she’d grown up. The rest were from Vernonia, who had lear
