sin? or love?

5.

*7 years after the death

Jasmine's Pov:

I was daydreaming when someone's voice snapped me into reality. I clenched my jaw and looked up to-Oh God. This man. Something about him just took me by surprise and I am gay. I blinked twice and when he chuckled, I snapped back into reality.

"Uh anyway I was asking if you were open today, my car is giving some problems, and I want to ask if you are able to check it out?" His emerald eyes on me as he ran his hand through his dirty blonde hair. I was only an inch shorter than him.

"Uh yeah, so what kind of problems?" I didn't bother putting on gloves as I was already full of grease from my other customers. I slide under his car for a checkup.

He leaned against his car arms folded. He doesn't seem like other dicks I usually deal with. "it's been making a weird strange squeaky noise"

I got up from checking under and chuckled.

"Squeaky?" I raised my eyebrows at him amused.

"I don't know...maybe check it out for me" He seemed embarrassed as he rubbed his face in one motion flexing his hand.

No ring.

Why did I even notice that. A swarm of guilt swam down my stomach. I couldn't possibly be attracted to a customer and a man. Is that even, right? Since Gracie...I haven't stayed in one committed relationship so what makes this one special?

Besides it's just attraction not feelings. There was a huge difference between that. And why on earth am I suddenly eye ogling a man? I have seen better looking but something-

"Give me a day? And I will ring you. Drop your number with name on the mark sheet" I forced myself to speak as I dusted my hands and stretched my head and back.

"Thanks" He smiled but I only caught a glimpse of it before he went a wrote down his name on the mark sheet where we keep the numbers and name of the customers. My jaw clenched when his black shirt revealed his v waist torso and his Cavin Klein underwear and black belt around his black jeans.

"Like what you see?" He said while writing and then he stood up and looked at me with those fucking emerald eyes. The one that kind of sucks your soul. I frowned completely masking my true feelings.

"No, you're just-

I cursed under my breathe. I was not necessarily the type to be speechless not after G-. I shook my head and just went past him to the sink.

"Anyways,thanks fella" He chuckled, waved and left. I don't know how though but maybe uber? Why tf do I care? I sighed and washed my hands under the sink. We would close in 10 minutes. I found a clean wiper and cleansed my face too.

I guess what I found the most interesting about that stranger was not only his eyes but the fact he wasn't like other dicks who I would assume I can't do anything, and I am just an assistant. I clenched my hands into a fist. Stupid fuckers.

As soon as I went to take sip of water, I took a glance on the mark sheet. His number and his name-"Asher".

"Pathetic" I whispered and tossed the whole water down my throat before closing the doors and getting ready to close. I loved being a mechanic. I never knew this, but I had a passion for it when I was a kid. It died for a while and then it rekindles 5 years ago. I am Ceo of my own Engineering workshop and company, but I don't look like it because unlike certain Ceo I actually work as if I am the employee. I gave all my employees a three day off work since they worked hard.

I yawned. I took the number down the phone and slide the phone down my back pocket. I was exhausted, I will take a look at the "noise" the car makes tomorrow. The "squeaky" noise. I smiled softly and then glanced at the car. I did not even realize that it was a Porsche. "Shit" I took a glance around the Porsche.