Page 65 of The Devil's Revelation
I turn back to Torque and narrow my eyes at him. “I think we need to get a few things straight. When we are in this building, I’m a mechanic and you are my boss. Everything else is left at the door. No talking about spanking my ass, no sexual innuendos, nothing. I want people to see me as a mechanic, not Torque’s side piece.”
Torque narrows his eyes at me. “Side piece? There’s nothing side about you, Izzy. You’re mine, and the sooner you accept that, the sooner you’ll realize you working here has nothing to do with our relationship. But I’m not about to act like I’m not going to want to kiss you silly every second of the day, or bend you over the closest surface so I can have you whenever I want.”
“Preferably when we’re not around,” another man says behind us, and I bite back a groan. I glance at him and see his cut calls him Titan, and he’s grinning as he heads to his bay. “I don’t need to see Torque’s hairy ass.”
I groan and scrub a hand over my face. “Look, I don’t want to argue about it, so how about you leave me alone to get to work and you go do whatever you do?”
Torque smirks. “Sure, I can do that,” he says easily. I move to turn away, but then let out a yelp of surprise when his arm goes around my waist, hauls me back, and presses his mouth to mine in a hot, punishing kiss. There is no gentleness, and I can’t do anything other than go along for the ride. When he finally pulls away, he looks down at me, eyes heated and glittering. “Side piece, my ass,” he mutters before he lets me go, turns, and struts away, leaving me staring after him.
“It’s about to get interesting around here,” Timber chuckles behind me. “Don’t kill him, Mills, you’ll probably regret it.”
“Probably?” I return, turning and heading for my bay.
“I mean, we’re men, you’re going to want to kill us a few times a day I’m sure,” Timber answers.
“Speak for yourself,” Titan says, grinning at me. “I’m awesome and the ladies love me.”
I give him a bland look. “Do you leave your shit lying around everywhere?”
Titan’s grin turns sheepish. “Possibly.”
“Leave your shit on my bench and I’m keeping it,” I warn him. I glance at him and Timber. “I know I’m a girl, but I hope you’ll at least treat me like a mechanic and not a set of tits and ass.”
“No problem there,” Timber answers seriously. “Torque says you’re good enough to work here, that’s good enough for me unless you prove otherwise. You sit around and play with your hair or whine about breaking a nail and we’ll have a problem. Fair enough?”
“Fair enough,” I say with a smile.
I spend the next few hours getting situated, but I’m practically giddy with the realization that I’m working on real jobs and not just bullshit ones, like oil changes and tire rotations. I have to ask Titan and Timber for help with figuring out the stock room and the parts room, and neither complain.
Mostly I work alone, but soon enough I’m drawn into conversation with the two of them, and it’s nice to be included.
Which makes me wonder why the hell I was so stubborn before and didn’t just come here? I would have saved myself a hell of a lot of headache. Then again, on the other hand, if I wasn’t at the other spot, then I wouldn’t have found what I did.
Always have to look at the bright side, I guess.
“This one ready to go out, Izzy?” Carson asks me as he comes into my bay. He’s a cute kid, and he’s quick to help. He also looks like he’s very interested in working on the vehicles by the questions he asks. From what I understand he was working on basic stuff until now, so obviously he knows a few things.
“Sure is,” I say with a smile. “Thanks, Carson. Keys are in the ignition.”
“I think you have one more before lunch, but it should be quick since it’s an inspection and oil change.”
I nod. “Sounds good. Bring that one in after you take this one out, I’ll get it done.” I pause and then add, “And you can help me if you want.”
Carson pauses. “Help you?”
“Yeah. Have you ever seen how to do an inspection on a car?”
“Not up close, but I watch some of the guys when I have some time between jobs,” he answers.
I nod. “Well, if you don’t have anything else you need to do, I can show you and then eventually maybe you’ll be able to do them yourself.”
His eyes are hopeful, but he glances past me and then shakes his head. “Nah, I’m here to work and I don’t want to get in your way, but thank you.” He moves towards the car and opens the door.
“Wait,” I say, stopping him, frowning. I turn and see Timber watching us as he wipes oil off a dipstick. “Is he not allowed to learn things while he’s here?” I ask Timber.
Timber is quiet for a moment. “Prospect is here to do whatever we ask him to do, and bring in the cars for you to keep you safe. He’s here for the rest of us, but I don’t see any reason why you can’t show him. He’s been working here for the last few weeks, and eventually might be able to work here when he’s a brother.”
My frown deepens. “I don’t get the whole prospect thing, but I don’t want to get him in trouble either. I just thought since he was here and would be waiting for me to finish he could learn something.”
