Stranded

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Rachel finds herself stranded alone with her broken down car on a deserted highway....what could go wrong?

“Well this is just freaking great I have no clue where I am and my freaking cell phone has no service”

Rachel looked at the poorly written directions that were scribbbled on a cocktail napkin. She was on her way to a wedding and stopped to visit her good friend Quinn .. many drinks later she found herself running late …against her better judgment she took down directions from Quinn that she swore was a short cut and would get her to her destination on time. Dressed in her very sexy backless low cut black cocktail dress that Quinn had talked her into wearing Rachel clutched the napkin and quickly began to worry.

“I have not seen a sign in like forever or another car for that matter…please tell me you did not send me on an abandoned highway Quinn!!”

Just then Rachel started to hear a loud thumping sound coming from her car.

“No…no …that is not my tire …I just hit something that all …that is definitely not my tire …because if that is my tire that would be really really bad since I have no clue how to even change a tire.”

Rachel pulled over to the side of the road and stepped out onto the hot steamy Lima heat.

Still a little tipsy from her five glasses of red wine she felt a little unsteady walking in her black heels that were two inches higher than what she was used to wearing and leaned up against her rental car sighing in disbelief.

“This is ridiculous I am a woman I can do anything …I certainly can change a stupid tire”

She went over to the trunk and pulled out everything she thought she would need.

“Ok I have this umm …thing that gets the bolts off and the spare…that should be all I need ..ok here’s goes nothing “

Rachel struggled with the bolts while blowing her long black hair out of her eyes. Between the heat and alcohol she was definitely having no luck getting anything loose. That’s when she heard the noise.

Still bent over in her skimpy dress she peered into the distance shielding her eyes with her hand when she saw his truck coming like a mirage in the desert steam.

“Thank god …oh thank god”

Rachel quickly dropped the tire iron and ran into the middle of the road waving her hands around …which was really unnecessary since there was no possible way anyone could miss this dark haired goddess dressed to kill.

Slowly the truck came to a stop pulling over in back of her car. The sun was directly in her face so it was impossible for her to see the person who was coming towards her.

“Umm hi …thank you so much for stopping …as you can see I have a flat.

As soon as he got close enough so that the sun was no longer blocking her view of the most beautiful man she had ever seen in her life she had instantly forgotten how to speak.

“Hi…so it’s a flat tire huh…that shouldn’t be a problem”

He slowly let his amber golden seductive eyes roam over every inch of her …as he started to unbuttoned his shirt.

“Umm w-what are you…

Rachel pointed to his chest still trying to catch her breath not even believing her luck that the person that had came to save her looked liked someone sent straight from heaven.

“Oh I don’t want to get my shirt dirty I’m on my way to a wedding …I’m Finn by the way…Finn Hudson.”

“Oh …yeah wouldn’t want your shirt to get dirty ...no …that would be bad…yeah very bad”

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