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Since that day Breonna walked into my shop, I haven't been able to shake her from my thoughts. It's not like me to get caught up over someone I just met. I've never been one for relationships, but something about Breonna's vibe told me she wasn't your typical girl. Even Chubbs raised an eyebrow when he heard me asking Juice to sort out a rental for her. Her car was a mess, took me two solid days to get everything sorted.
It was more work than I usually do for free. Juice, always quick to catch on, couldn't help but question, "Yo Drizzy, you fixed all of this for free, blood?" as he gave her car a final wash down. I just laughed it off, "Don't ask questions, nig𝐠𝐚." I'm not known for handing out favors, especially not to every beautiful woman who walks through my doors with car trouble, shit I'd be broke as fuck. But this felt different.
I decided it was time to let Breonna know her car was ready. Dialing her number, I prepared myself to hear her voice again. "Hello?" Just her greeting had me taken aback. "Hey, Ms. Gulbrandson?" I couldn't help but smirk, knowing she'd correct me.
"It's Breonna," she did, confirming this was indeed her.
I continued on and put on my professional voice. "This is Drake from Graham's Customs and Repairs. Your car's ready to be picked up." She was surprised, and grateful, but quickly shifted to concerns about payment. "I really can't afford the costs you mentioned the other day, is there a way we can set up a payment plan?" she admitted, her voice tinged with worry.
"Don't stress, Breonna. I told you that we would work something out," I reassured her, glancing at her car shining under the sun, looking brand new. "Well, uhh I'm not sure what you mean by that." She seemed confused by my vague answer."
"Come to my shop and find out. I'll be here till 3, love." She was quiet, I could tell she was thinking. " You good?" I asked.
" Oh, uhh yeah. I'll be there, I'm just leaving my two classes for the day. Thank you for the rental, by the way."
" No problem at all," I said just before we said our goodbyes. I placed my phone in my pocket, hearing Juice, laughing.
" Man, you're just trying to fuck her." Juice couldn't resist saying. " Nigga, chill! Make sure you finish cleaning this car." I said before walking off.
I walked back into the building, speaking to a few customers and handling some business, before walking up to my office. I needed to shower and change, today was Monday so that meant family dinner with my mom and sister. I took them out to wherever they wanted to go.
After an hour Juice walked into my office. " Aye Blood, your girl is here and let me tell you.... her ass.... bro...." He shook his head.
" Calm your little horny ass down, kid." Grabbing my keys and spraying some cologne, I headed down. Once outside I saw Breonna looking at her car. I couldn't help but stare as she checked her car out. Her hair was in its natural state. All curls, I swear I love natural hair. I couldn't help but watch her ass jiggle as walked around the car. Got Damn!
