Mechanic Next Door

My next-door neighbor is my fierce protector, my strong defender.
The man who promised to look after me.
He is off-limits. He is almost twice my age.
And he’s the only man I’ve ever wanted.
The man who lives next door is a down and dirty tatted-up mechanic with the grease-stained jeans and the tattered shirts to prove it.
Everyone say he’s too old for me. Everyone thinks he’s off-limits.
And they’re right.
He’s my rock. My support. A perfect gentleman.
He won’t look at me as the woman I’ve grown up to become, but I know he is the only man for me.
And when my desires become known, he gives me a stern, strict warning that’s crystal clear.
He says he would never cross that line with me…
And if he did, there would be no going back…
To that I say – once we cross that line, I want to stay there.
No matter how wrong it is…