Mz Mechanic by Ambrielle Kirk Page B

long, she had to be taller than most women he knew. She slid out from under the car, her entire body coming into his view. His breath hitched in his throat on first sight. Beautiful. It was the first thought that came to his mind. Her clothes and appearance were disheveled in every way with lubricant marks everywhere, but something allowed him to see past that image.
    Her features were delicate and pretty. Her body was shapely and long. The cut-off jeans and ribbed tank top showed off all her assets.
    She stood and gave him a silent once over as well. “You wanted to see me?”
    Her chest rose and fell and her plump breasts pushed against the front of her shirt. He could see the outline of her red bra, and he followed the outline of her curves with his gaze, admiring the way the top of her jeaned shorts hugged her tiny waist. Her hips were pleasingly curvaceous.
    Shawn swallowed as he wondered what type of panties she wore. They were red, of course. The same color as the bra peeking out from her shirt. She was sexy as hell, grease smudges and all. He bit at his bottom lip and blinked in an attempt to clear the inappropriate thoughts from his head. “Yes…” He’d forgotten what he’d want to say. “Is this your shop?”
    He looked away and around her shop. Undressing a potential client with his eyes was not going to earn him any business.
    “It is.” She turned and walked over to a shop table.
    Damn, her ass looked squeezable and delectable in her shorts. Shawn’s neck heated and his body grew warmer. It felt like he was back in his hot car again. Only he remained rooted to the ground, entranced by this beauty.
    She picked up a towel and wiped her hands on it, then turned and glanced at him. Her gaze swept over him head to toe, and she didn’t look shy about it either.
    “You look familiar,” she said, between squinted eyes.
    He only wished he knew her from somewhere, but nothing rang a bell. “I get around.” He resented the geeky chuckle that came afterward. He was acting like an awkward school boy. Out of place, was the only feeling that could describe his situation. Here he stood, a beautiful woman working on his car, and he’d forgotten why he’d requested her in the first place.
    “You needed an AC system flush and some freon. That was all.”
    He nodded. “Of course. Yes I knew that.”
    Shawn followed her as she walked over to the front of his truck. When she reached for the hood, he grabbed for it before she did. “I’ve got that.” He slammed it shut.
    “Your tire pressure was a little low according to the manufacturer’s standards. Ronald took care of that. We suggest you have them rotated with your next oil change to even out the wear and tear.”
    Shawn nodded again. “Yeah, I kinda knew that too.”
    She laughed softly, and the beautiful tone carried throughout the shop. “So, what else do you know?”
    Her question caught him off guard. Grinning he glanced down at the cemented floors. “I knew that I needed some work done on my truck.”
    When he glanced up, the corners of her lips began to turn up. Her teeth were perfect white, and her grin was priceless.
    “Lights out, Alex! I’m clocking out!” Daniel hollered from the entrance to the building. “See ya later, Ronald.”
    “Yo! Lock the shed, will ya?” Ronald shouted back. “I’m staying behind with Alex.”
    Shawn could tell that they were close-nit friends. Or maybe family. Alex? Was that her name? When he turned to speak to her again, she’d walked several feet away from him.
    “What else can we do for you?” she asked.
    “Is this your business?”
    “Yes it is.” She made a few notes on a clipboard on the shop table.
    “Who’s Alex?”
    “You’re looking at her.”
    “You…own the shop?” He couldn’t hide his doubtful tone. This surprised him and intrigued him at the same time.
    “Yes, I’m a mechanic. What’s wrong?” She shrugged. “Don’t think a woman can own anything?”
    “No, no, I