As a boy, Mick Ambrose fell in love with cars. Now he owns and operates an auto restoration shop specializing in all things American Muscle. When the black 1969 Camaro Z/28 he years ago dubbed Onyx pulls into his garage, Mick forgets his first love in favor of her driver, Logan Gregg. Mick’s interested and cruises Logan at a speed worthy of the car he drives.
Logan Gregg’s plan to avoid entanglements in his life drives away when he stops at American Muscle to ask a few questions about restoring the Z/28 he inherited from his uncle. The owner of the shop is smooth as a well-tuned V-8 engine and twice as hot. Logan is quick to shift gears and take a closer look at Mick Ambrose and the road ahead.
But when Mick wants to get too close, too fast, Logan backs off. His past holds painful memories he can’t escape and the tattoos on his arms aren’t just for decoration. Working on the Z/28 brings the men closer, but Mick makes a mistake when he confesses his knowledge of the past Logan wants to keep buried. Mick knows a man has to settle his past to step into his future, but can he convince Logan?
Pretty simple story that covers a lot of emotion.
One guy, has lived in the same town his whole life, doing something he loves. Has had an obsession with a certain car for pretty much his whole life. Car finally makes into his shop, driven by one HAWT owner.
HAWT owner, Logan has a past. Not shady as sad. Wrong place, wrong time. That has landed him trouble. Trouble he is unwilling to talk about.
Once Logan and Mick start learning about the car and each other Mick starts falling faster for this guy, a guy that he thinks he knows.
I enjoyed the dynamic of these two, not as different as one would think. The length, I also found to be spot on. We covered all the story with out getting too bogged down. What wasn’t said, the reader could imply.