Scars Or Tattoo's?

Chapter 1

His meeting had gone well as he had expected. But he was exhausted and ready to get back on his bike and head back home, it was a half hour ride and with the great weather of the late evening, he wanted nothing more than to lay his tired head down and sleep. As he was walking back to his his bike he noticed a woman, alone with only her beast of a large dog walking with her on the beach. She was intriguing, her long wavy auburn hair, petite. She was a sight to see. He then noticed her head was down, she looked lonely, sad. He continued to watch her. She then walked over and sat on a bench on the beach, she pulled her legs up and wrapped her arms around them and lay her head down into her arms. Her dog laid at where her feet would have been and stayed by her side in full attention, as if guarding her. When she looked back up, she wiped her face, she had been crying he could see.  'Why could a beautiful woman seem so sad.'  She got up, patted her dog and they walked off.  Lighting a cigarette he walked back to his bike. She would be on his mind all night.

A week later, Chibs in the shop working on cars with Juice, Happy and Opie, a black Jeep pulls up.  And out steps the woman who had been haunting his nights for a week now.

"Oh now look at that!" stated Juice. Chibs was just frozen in place seeing her again as Happy and Opie took their look. "Nice, very nice" Happy chimed in. "Get back to work you whore dogs" Chibs barked at them, and after another look the three did, as Chibs seen her walk into the garage office where Gemma was. How in the Holy Hell does this happen he thought, now another week of no sleep, unless he goes in to find out who she is.

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She walks into the office and a beautiful woman setting at the desk, "Excuse me, Gemma Teller, I'm told to ask for"?

"And who told you to ask for her"? As she smiled at the young woman.

"I need my jeep serviced and was told to ask for Gemma, as she had the best shop in the state"?

"Well sweetheart, you were told right" giving her a big smile. "What do you need done"?

"Oil change, check everything and probably needing new tires"

"New tires, you wear them out"?

Giving a small laugh, "Well, yes, maybe, I just moved to this area and my poor jeep needs a little love"

And then the door opened and Chibs walked in. "What we got here Gemma, more work"?

"Indeed you do Chibs, her jeep needs serviced, full service and maybe new tires, how long you going to need"?

Just staring at her, "Few days, maybe a week, you got a ride until then"?

"Um, no, but I can call a cab to take me home and bring me back" Phoebe hadn't expected it would take that long, and who was this man who stood before her, his accent, Scottish, Northern Scotland if she was thinking correctly? She almost lost her breath looking at him.

Gemma had noticed the look on the two faces, unsure but pretty sure what the looks meant. "Your name sweetheart and phone number"?

"Oh yes, Phoebe, Phoebe Rose, here, I'll write my number down on your paperwork, you can call me when it's finished, shall I pay a down payment"?

"No honey, we trust you". With a slight smile to each of them, but neither noticing her.

Chibs walked over and took the keys from her hand, his hand brushing against her made her look up into his eyes. She felt a calmness in them handing him the keys. She reached for her cell phone as Gemma spoke up, "I am heading out of here now, if you'd like I can give you a ride home and we can deliver your car, spare you the ridiculous cab service we have in town."

"Oh I can't let you do that, I can call a cab" Phoebe replied in a hurry.

"Come on sweetheart, I am harmless, let me give you a ride" taking her hand and walking her out to her car. Almost whisking her away leaving Chibs standing there alone.

Chibs went to pull her jeep into the garage and as he got out of it Opie walked over, "What do we have here with this one"?

Chibs now thinking, he has her name, Gemma has her number, now if he can find out more he will. "I got this one Opie, full service and new tires it looks like"  And he sat down, lit a cigarette and thought how he would do this.

Opie walked away, he knew Chibs tone and this wasn't one he questioned.