I only have one girl, and she fucking glows brighter than the stars. He and Tracey had fucked like jackrabbits all damn day, stopping only to refuel with brunch so they had enough energy to keep going. He gritted his teeth to keep a gloating grin from breaking free, and when he didn’t respond, Izzy went back to what she was doing, chatting about the applicant Dixie had brought back for a second interview for the waitressing position. They were in the office now.

A few minutes later Tracey and Moon came out of the back room and headed up to the bar. Diesel couldn’t take his eyes off her, remembering just how good she tasted and felt. His body ignited with her every step.

“Get over here, Tracey,” Izzy demanded. “A text that says we’ll talk later does not cut it. I want details.”

Tracey’s eyes shot to Diesel as he strode to Izzy’s end of the bar, leaned his forearms on it, and growled, “Get your fine ass over here, baby girl.”

“Baby girl?” Izzy exchanged a curious look with Moon as Tracey sauntered over to Diesel grinning like the beauty she was.

Tracey lifted her chin defiantly, despite the heat simmering in her eyes. “You talking to me, Unleaded?”

He fucking loved her snark. He leaned over the bar, grabbed her shirt, and hauled her off her feet for a kiss, taking it deep and slow. It felt fantastic to kiss her when he wanted to, and it took everything he had to set her on her feet and not do it again. “Pink cheeks and dreamy eyes look hot on you, baby.”

Tracey trapped her lower lip between her teeth, but it did nothing to hide that sexy smile as Dixie and the middle-aged, keen-eyed brunette she’d been interviewing approached with shocked expressions.

“What the hell just happened?” Izzy asked, wide-eyed.

Diesel met her incredulous gaze. “That didn’t clear things up for you?”

“Are kisses like that part of the benefits package?” the brunette asked. “If so, I’m in. I can start right now.”

The girls laughed.

“No, kissing is not part of the package.” Dixie looked imploringly at Diesel.

He lifted his chin. “Tracey’s my girl.” The hell with kissing. Claiming her was as freeing as the open road.

Tracey blushed a red streak, but there was no denying the happiness in her eyes.

“About damn time you came to your senses.” Dixie smiled approvingly.

“Wait.” Izzy looked at Tracey. “You went on a date with the hot doctor and spent the night with Diesel? You little ho. I’m so proud of you.”

Diesel glowered at Izzy.

“Do you have to say that so loud? I didn’t do anything with Damon.” Tracey eyed Diesel flirtatiously. “How could I when Unleaded had me all tied up in knots?”

“Oh, the grunter is into bondage?” Izzy teased.

The brunette and Moon laughed.