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I don’t know what it is about the guy, but I’m not ready for our time together to be over.
Not so soon anyway.
THREE
Jonah
I’m only out here doing this because I woke up early and couldn’t fall back asleep.
That’s what I keep telling myself anyway.
I twist the cap off of the coolant and pour it into Mabel’s car. I brought the stuff to change her oil too but when I went to drain the oil, only a few drops came out. That had made me roll my eyes but it made my job easier here. I poured in the new oil and checked the rest of the engine.
I was able to snag her car key when she was clinging to me last night, so my plan is to drive it over to her place and then walk back to my car.
My jeans start to feel tight as I think about the way that she was wrapped around me last night. I had been surprised when she jumped on me. When she started to climb me and tried to suffocate me, I didn’t know what to think. It had been the most confusing boner of my life.
Somehow though, carrying her down the dark street had made me feel like the hero that everyone around here thinks that I am.
Being around Mabel last night had made me feel normal, something that a six-foot-five giant has rarely felt. She’s unapologetically herself and it made me relax. I didn’t feel like I had to make small talk, mainly because she made enough for the both of us.
She had made me feel attractive. I’m glad that it was so dark out because it would have been hard to hide the blush when she asked me if I was single. I smile as I remember how she asked me if what I said was a euphemism. It really seemed like she wanted it to be.
I climb into her car and twist the key in the ignition. The car sputters to life and I let it run for a few minutes, making sure that it’s not going to start smoking or shut off before I shift into drive and head toward town.
Mabel’s apartment was on the outskirts of town and I head there. The GPS on my phone takes me a different way than last night and I wonder if she knows that there’s a shorter route to take. Maybe I should tell her. It might save her some time in the future.
I pull into her parking lot and wonder if I should just leave the keys here in her car somewhere or if I should go knock on her door. She made sure to point out which one was hers last night and I smile at the memory. I’ve never had someone hit on me before. I never thought that I would like the attention, but somehow, when it’s Mabel doing it, I can’t get enough.
It’s still pretty early and I don’t want to wake her. Besides, this is Fallen Peak. The crime rate here is like zero, so I’m sure that the keys will be alright in the cupholder.
I climb out and close the door and that’s when I feel a familiar pair of hands wrap around my waist from behind.
“My hero!” Mabel half yells against my back and I grin.
“I just poured some coolant and oil in. You should still probably take it to the mechanic’s and have them give it a once over.”
“I can’t believe you fixed it and brought it here,” she says, finally releasing me and I turn to take her in.
She’s wearing black skinny jeans and some long lacy tank top looking thing that gives me just a hint of her cleavage. Her purple hair is twisted up on top of her head and she’s wearing something shiny on her lips.
“Did you hear me about the mechanic?” I ask and she nods distractedly.
I’m going to have to steal her car and do it myself.
“Can I give you a ride back to your place? I need to be at work soon but I have enough time to take you.”
“You don’t have to. It’s not that far of a walk.”
“Nonsense! Come on.”
She opens the car door and slips behind the wheel. I smile when I see her adjusting the seat so that she can actually reach the steering wheel and pedals.
“I left my car by where yours broke down,” I tell her as we buckle up and she nods and pulls out of the parking lot.
I’m about to tell her that there’s a shorter way to go, but she turns down the street before I can. I peek at her out of the corner of my eye and I can’t hide the smile when I realize that she gave me the long way directions on purpose last night.
“What do you do for a living?” I ask as we head down the road.
