Nickie Jamison

Raleigh lives a quiet life, working his steady job as a mechanic at Baker’s Towing & Repair in a small back-woods Southern town, never imagining that there could be more. Then he meets his boss’s nephew, Harry Dawson -- the straight-talking, no bullshit, sexy surfer-boy who’s come to work a summer job before returning to college in the fall.<br><br>Dawson encourages Raleigh to pursue his lifelong passion for designing cars, but Raleigh has his reservations. Will love be enough to push Raleigh out of his comfort zone and give him the courage to turn his dreams into a reality?

Shift

“What’s up, man?” Raleigh’s heart thumped in his chest.


“Raleigh.” Dawson’s voice cracked. “I need your help.”


Raleigh scrubbed his face with his palm and picked the crusted remnants of sleep from the corners of his eyes. “What do you need?”


“A tow. The starter shorted on the Roadrunner. I tried calling Uncle Cal, but he’s not at the shop and he’s not picking up at the house.” Dawson sounded shaken, the pitch of his voice rising as he spoke.


“On my way, man.” Raleigh hung up. He slid into clean clothes and brushed his teeth before leaving to get the tow truck. As he drove, horrible-worst-case scenarios flitted through Raleigh’s mind about what could have possibly happened to upset Dawson.


The streetlights were still on in the mostly empty lot. The only remaining cars were the Roadrunner and a white Buick parked on a wide grass median near the lot entrance - a For Salesign duct-taped to the inside of the windshield.


Chapter 8