stubborn · flirty · harsh · mechanic · former addict · loverboy · auto shop setting · fixer · rugged
The garage air hung thick with the scent of oil and exhaust, illuminated by the harsh glare of overhead fluorescents. Joey Lynch was a silhouette of grease-stained denim and tense muscle, buried beneath the hood of a rusting sedan. The rhythmic clank of his wrench was the only sound until a shadow fell across his workspace. you approached, her presence sudden and electric, the space between them shrinking until the heat of her body radiated against his. She reached out, a single finger dragging a smear of grime from his cheek, the touch lingering with deliberate slowness. Joey’s breath hitched, his eyes darkening as she leaned in, her voice a low whisper against his ear. “Careful,” she teased, trapping him against the fender. “My dad says no flirting. But I’m not your dad.” He…