Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mechanic or Luna: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 6

This stupid fucking alternator on this fucking Harley was kicking my fucking ass. Nothing pissed me off more than a bolt that refused to loosen. For the last five minutes, I have been struggling with trying multiple different ways to unscrew this fucking thing. If my brother would get the air compressor fixed, this wouldn’t be an issue. “Hello? Is anyone there?” A deep voice called from the office area. Throwing down the wrench harder than I needed to, I grabbed a rag and headed to the front. “What can I do for you?” I knew my extremely long black hair was frizzy, grease was on my cheek and I could only assume my eyeliner was smudged. All this came very much self awareness as I locked eyes with the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. I was a taller woman at 6’1”, yet he was at least three inches taller than me. Completely ripped, tattoos, shaggy brown hair and a smile that I’m sure made every girl’s knees wobble. He looked me up and down before he licked his bottom lip. My jeans wer

“What a lonely number.” Grabbing the rag, I needed to clean my hands off. “I am done. There wasn’t much to do.” Walking back to the office section, Maddox was right behind me. “Go on a date with me?” My hand hovered above the computer mouse. “Excuse me? Driver’s license.” Maddox reached into his wallet and dropped his license in front of me. “I’m sure you remember what a date is? When a guy takes a girl out to eat and then maybe a movie.” Rolling my eyes, I wasn’t exactly eager to go. “Why would I want to?” I challenged as I tossed back his license. “$200.” “That’s steep.” “You brought a Lamborghini into my shop and thought it would cost $50? If that is too much for you, you can’t afford me.” “What can I do to entice you to go?” Maddox dropped his black card in front of me. Something that annoys the shit out of me when customers do that.“Give me a good fucking reason I should go. You slammed me against the wall, touched my waist without making sure I even wanted you to do that

Looking at myself in the mirror, she was a different person. I was always amazed at how much Brett morphed me when we went clubbing. Hair was curled, however the front part were slicked down and tucked behind my ears. Smoky eyeliner and shadow made my green eyes pop. They were intense and captivating. The shiny metallic dress hugged my body, yet flowed over just the important parts. The heels had straps that ran up my calves. Showing off my very muscular body. Brett had her hair in loose curls and pulled back into a low ponytail. Which was for the best since her dress was so many different colors. Depending where you stood, the sequence rotated between pinks, blues, purples and I swear I saw some yellow or green too. It really fit her bubbly personality. “We are going to be late if we don’t hurry.” Brett was snapping on her heels. “I’m waiting for you.” I said, as I grabbed my clutch. Brett jumped up with a huge smile on her bubble gum lips. “Let’s go!” Her clutch had a long metal