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Dammit.
The man didn’t know how to be unsexy, did he?
I rolled my eyes at him just as we arrived.
“Ok, here’s your domain,” I told him while opening the swinging doors.
Inside, Kevin was already working on the Jetta we’d just acquired in a trade-in.
“Hey Kev! Come meet Ashton!”
His head popped from underneath the car’s hood and he had his comical, ‘I’m an idiot’ look that made everyone love him. He was a really smart guy, but he loved making people laugh.
“Ah, so you’re the Marine,” Kevin said, holding out his hand to shake once he reached us. “Good to finally meet you. Tommy has only good things to say about ya.”
Ashton smiled back, but it looked more like a grimace than a smile.
“Cool, uh, what do you got for me to work on?”
He eyed Ashton up and down.
“How are you with engines?”
“Better than you,” was his deadpan reply, which made Kevin laugh.
“Good. We’ll get along just fine!”
Just then, the back door opened and in stepped sexy Angelina, wearing her coveralls tied around her waist and nothing on top but a thin white men’s tank top. How did I know she wasn’t wearing anything else? Because you could see the dark rounds of her nipples, and the beading of them which told me she was a little chilly.
“This the soldier?” she called across the garage, her thick, dark braid thrown over her shoulder and resting over one ample breast.
I’d always been jealous of her tanned skin. Her Brazilian heritage did wonders for her figure and complexion. Damn me and my Viking ancestry.
She blinked her dark, lush lashes at him as they shook hands.
To give Ashton credit, he didn’t look at her boobs or nipples that were practically screaming ‘touch me!’ I mean, I was straight and even I wanted to fondle them.
“That’s me,” he said with a stern nod. “You must be Angel. Kevin was just putting me to work.”
“Good. We could use another set of hands around here.”
Damn, even her voice was subliminally whispering ‘come hither’ when she spoke.
Ashton took his hand back, shoved it in his pocket and then…yep, stared down at the perky boobs all begging for attention.
He blinked at them, considered them both for a second, then hurried over to the car Kevin had been working on.
“Any PTSD we need to worry about?” Angelina asked in a whisper.
I shook my head.
“Not that I know of. He’s not had any episodes to my knowledge, but maybe just keep an eye on him. But, don’t be obvious about it.”
She nodded, then patted my shoulder and joined the guys under the hood, her boobs squeezing together as she leaned over the engine.
Whelp, it was only a matter of time before Ashton fell for her charms. Kevin would’ve too, if he hadn’t been married already with four kids.
I left them to it and hurried my rear end back to my office. There were financials from yesterday waiting for me before I could manage some of my homework. I only had a few weeks left to my accounting degree, and I was ecstatic. Yay for accelerated programs! I was about to finish my bachelor's degree in three years, so take that, formal universities!
