i couldn't help but watch him with curiosity like he was some secret specimen that broke out of its containment. to be honest, i've never seen someone film themselves. especially so sexually. it was almost like soft porn on a romcom.
someone cleared their throat and i realised the boy i was staring at disappeared, and i felt a presence next to me.
"shit!" i squeaked, jolting from surprise.
an amused smirk lingered on his lips as he watched me. his hands hanging on the inside of the door to the truck, head slightly tilting and his hat was positioned backwards, his unsecured curls framing his face.
this must be vinnie.
"hi. are you the mechanic ?" his voice was like red velvet sheets as he spoke to me. i blink a couple of times. it's so hard not to just stare at him - he was like a greek god.
dammit ana, you gotta pull yourself together. you're here for a car, not a boy. a very cute, very handsome boy...ugh. oh no.
i looked away, focusing on unbuckling my seat belt to compose myself and to not get too enchanted by him. "y-yeah - hi...that's me." i said shakily as i turn to get out and almost immediately collided with his face. i bit my lip nervously, feeling heat strike my cheeks like a whip.
i've never felt this out of character - to be honest, i'm a pretty cocky bitch with a hint of brutal honesty, equaling a 'i don't give a fuck' personality but he..he was like a vampire compelling me.
he pulled his bottom lip into his mouth, his teeth grazing the flesh for a millisecond until he let it flop back out. "i'm vinnie by the way."
"m-move it" i say quietly. my brain is going crazy at how he said his own name. it was like hot syrup. a bigger smirk sculpted into his plump lips.
"what's the magic word ?" his hazel eyes sparkling with cheekiness. the inside of my body felt like bees were let loose in it.
i scoffed and rolled my eyes, regaining my confidence "do you want me to fix your car or not ?" i shot back. he chuckled and backed up from my door.
"thanks." i mutter and get out from the truck and i closed it a little bit harder then expected. a whistle broke out into the air. i grabbed the tool kit from the trailer part and raised my eyebrows at vinnie as his eyes never stopped their stare towards me.
"not gonna tell me your name ?" he commented.
"just - where's the damn car ?" i grumbled.
"just here." he points to the car he was leant up against a few minutes ago.
seeing in a more cleared vision, i felt excitement rush through my veins like electricity. my heart increasing its pumps, pushing all the annoyance and built up frustration for vinnie away. i took in a sharp breath as i try and contain the smile forming on my lips. this is why i love being a mechanic.
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