Page 61 of Fast and Dirty

Ryan looks up at him and then walks over to his backpack and rifling through it. When he straightens back up, he makes his way in Razor’s direction, looking almost pensive, like he doesn’t want to fuck up something as miniscule as getting his attention.

“Razor, is this the right brake pad you were trying to find for that Suzuki?”

“Fuck yeah,” Razor takes it from him and inspects it.

“There was an All Things Auto just coming out of the city so I stopped in.”

“Nice…” Razor looks up and regards him between drawn, bushy eyebrows. “You know how much time you just saved me?”

Ryan shrugs. “Was picking up more of those sparkplugs we go through a lot of. I asked if they had this and they miraculously had one in the back.” He turns away and heads back to start towards me to start unfolding the tarp. He’s quiet for the next few moments while we put the Rolls to bed, and I dismiss him for the day.

“You really got that kid to face forward,” Razor remarks, wiping down a greasy wrench on a cloth.

“Yeah,” I muse, feeling the smirk pull at the sides of my mouth. “Looks like Hunt’s going to have to pay up on our bet and it’s going to be beautiful,” I flip my screwdriver in the air and catch it, feeling pretty damn satisfied.

“What were the terms?”

I lazily cross my arms and swing my upper body to face his direction. “Oh you’ll see,” I dangle the carrot and when he rolls his eyes add, “Trust me, it will be so much more satisfying if it’s a surprise.”

“It better be,” he looks at me sternly before mosying back over to his work station.

Later that evening,it’s only me left in the place. Most nights I enjoy the quiet and solitude to decompress from the day, but I’m only too happy to see Kira on the other side of the door just as I’m about to lock it up for the night.

“Hey you,” I hold it open and reach out to pull her through before setting up all the locks. She’s still in her jean shorts and black Shane Auto t-shirt from before and her hair is twisted upoff her neck, making the cockmonster in my pants roar to life. “What brings you here?”

My hands find her hips as hers find their way to the back of my neck.

“I missed you,” she admits sweetly before placing a kiss on my lips. I get what she means. We’ve both been bogged down - her with festival planning and me busting my ass on the car. And my dick clearly missed her pussy as he strains between us.

“I missed you too. I thought you’d run off into the sunset with Mack.”

“Please,” she gives me a feisty little grin. “If that were to happen if anyone, it would’ve been Janet from my language arts class junior year.”

And now the cockmonster is angry and drooling. “What the hell is wrong with you?” I ask with a pained expression that makes her laugh.

“Sorry,” she gives a regretful little pout as I lead her to the corner stairs. “Your sister is awesome though.”

“Well you two make a great pair because so are you, Princess,” I give her a quick kiss. “Want to stay with me tonight?”

“I’d love to,” she looks happy at the prospect. “Plus it will give your sister a chance to settle Aria in at Agnes’s. She said she’s a good little girl but has trouble getting to sleep at night.”

“Think you want to make a regular thing out of it?” I ask, eyebrows raised at her.

“Of what? Me sleeping over?”

“Every night,” I verify and those blue eyes go wide.

“Really?” Her eyes search mine from behind her lashes.

“Yeah…it’s getting crowded at Agnes’s, and I have a feeling things are about to get busier…”

She bounces lightly in my lap. I swear the beast in my pants is growing fangs. “It will make the long days apart a little easier if we can come home to each other at night. What do you think?”

“West…?” Kira’s eyes look happy, like two little light blue lights dancing with joy and just a trace of uncertainty. “Do you…?” She tries again but it seems some kind of nerves are holding her back.

“I love you,” I tell her, my voice unwavering.

Kira lets out a breath and her smile relaxes at my proclamation. “Why me?”

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