"Okay," Colin drawled. "I'll be nice to the guy about his crappy truck. Just to get you off my case about it." And like he didn't know that? He just wanted them to get emotionally attached to a car that wasn't designed to be replaced every two years. It was better for business to boot.
Colin snorted at that. "Like I was a people person before?" he reminded her. He'd always liked cars better than people. He knew where he stood with cars. People, especially women? Not so much. "So he basically volunteered the information?" he summed up. "Yeah, keeping my eye on this one." He was either completely desperate or just really creepy. Either way, he didn't like the guy around his sister.
"Whatever," Colin dismissed as he moved over to the playpen. He couldn't pick Kayla up like this, but he could crouch down and get a slobbery baby kiss before he went back to work. That's when the smell hit him. He glared over his shoulder at Cate. "You let him hold her?" There was no way she'd smell that strongly of the guy just because he was in the same room. "Cate..."