Chibs | This Life | Tig | Sons Of Anarchy || Book One

Learning The Trade

The days working at the Teller-Morrow garage had been going smoothly for Clara. She was the only female mechanic working in there so it raised some eyes of the men that brought their car into the shop.

And today was something different all together. Her first tow run came in and Clay wanted her to learn how to do a tow. So, she was partnered up with Tig who was informed to show her round it all.

Climbing I to the truck she placed her bottle of water between her legs as she leaned back to put her seat belt on. Tig was sitting in the driver seat looking at the water between her legs before he found his eyes wandering up and landing in a spot that he knew would get Clay's foot up his ass if he got caught.

He cleared his throat as he turned back forward and gripped the steering wheel, knowing that he had to clear his head and fast or else he'd have bigger problems to worry about.

"So, how does this stick work?"

He heard her ask lowly. He gave her a wide-eyed look as his head whipped around to see her looking up at him curiously.

"Wh-what?"

She blinked and raised a brow, he was acting really weird right now. She placed her hand down on the stick that controlled one of the panels for the back.

He mentally kicked himself for thinking she meant another certain stick that was about to get him in a shit storm if he didn't get his head out of the gutter.

"Oh, don't worry about that one till I'm ready to show you."

"Hmm, showing me to work a stick? I already know how to work a stick, Tig."

God fucking damn it.

"I mean after all I work on cars -- can't be too hard to figure out."

Tig could have sworn that his knuckles were white by now with the grip he had on the wheel. He scoffed and shook his head as he reached down and turned over the key.

This cheeky woman was seriously going to be the death of him.

Clay was sitting in the office with Gemma watching her as she worked at her desk.

"Where's our little girl today? Does she have the day off?"

Gemma asked peering at Clay from over her glasses. Clay just smirked and shook his head.

"Nah, I've got her out on her first tow run with Tig. Told him to show 'er the ropes and what not."

Gemma's demeanor fell slightly after hearing those words. She hadn't said anything to anyone but she too had seen Tig getting a great view of Clara's ass the other day when she was working with Juice.

Needless to say she was more than pissed but not surprised in the least. This was Tig she was talking about and he wasn't known for being a lady's man for any reason.

"Something wrong?"

Clay asked once he seen the distant look on his old lady's face. She looked back up at him and gave him a small reassuring smile.