been sprayed, it’s then energized by the machine.” His eyebrows waggled
as he picked up a light beside the machine. “Then you look over it with the ultraviolet
light,” he whispered as he got a little closer. His mouth was terrifyingly close to my ear.
“If there’s a crack, you’ll see it shining.”
Looking at me intently, as if he wanted to say more, his smile grew wider to the point
I thought he was going to burst out laughing. And it wouldn’t have surprised me one
bit.
My eyes glanced figuratively around the shop to see if anyone was watching this. No
one appeared in sight and believe me when I say I was moments away from just taking
this engine builder against this machine. I wouldn’t care who saw.
Backing up a foot, I tried to move away myself.
Another chuckle escaped Casten when I touched him, he leaned closer, his breath moving
over me. “What’s the matter, can’t take it?”
At this point, I had to physically hold myself back so that I wouldn’t lay myself
over this goddamn machine and have him check me for cracks.
He stared down at me, waiting.
I swallowed as though I was swallowing sand and maybe even panting a little. The sound
was just as wretched as what just happened to me. I felt like a teenage boy who just
got a boner in class and wasn’t sure what to do with it.
This never happened to me. I always had a reply, or at least, a gesture. But since
I’d met Casten Riley, I’d fallen down stairs, face planted in a restaurant and was
now rendered speechless. Consciously, because I was confused, I moved away creating
a foot of charged air between us.
He wasn’t having it.
Casten leaned forward so his chest pressed against my shoulder.
“Why you so quiet all of a sudden?” he inquired, his voice low and husky, his hand
rose to wipe his forearm across his forehead. “You thinking about me doing some magnufluxing on you , aren’t you? I would do a thorough job. I assure you.”
Not sure what I should do with my hands, I pressed my fingers to my collarbone, my
skin feeling warm under his gaze. I watched as his eyes followed my hand, his gaze
further heating me with the intensity of his expression.
Stepping back, and then away as if I was going to walk away, I turned my head in his
direction. He was looking at my ass. It looked fairly damn good in these jeans so
I really couldn’t blame him for eye fucking it.
“I was more or less hoping you could just give me a meticulous inspection.” I whispered, as his eyes jerked back to mine in surprise.
I smiled a shy but coy smile and moved away again, leaving him grinning back at me.
“You’re playing with fire, honey,” he rasped, staring at me with rapt attention, focusing
on my lips. “I’m very meticulous when I inspect an engine. Very .”
I smiled right back at his cocky dirty talking ass and replied with poise. “How about
that order? Should I put assembly lube on it or something?”
I knew a little about engines from my uncle and my time spent at the track. Enough
to get me in trouble and I saw assembly lube on the previous order so I went with
that.
Casten let out this deep adorable chuckle and looked up at me as taking off his gloves
and tossed them into a garbage can next to his toolbox.
“Baby,” he drawled out, “I don’t think we would need assembly lube.” He was standing right in front of me again, his gaze penetrating
my very being as well as his heavy breath. “I’m confident you’re fully lubricated
for any friction that might take place inside your block.”
Oh my. Breathe, Hayden. Just breathe in and out.
I must have stood in Casten’s stall, him staring at me, me staring at him for close
to a minute before Charlie came over.
“Casten, I need you to look—”
He immediately stopped what he was going to say and glared at the two of us.
I wanted to act like a child and kick him in the shin for interrupting, but didn’t.
I decided
as he picked up a light beside the machine. “Then you look over it with the ultraviolet
light,” he whispered as he got a little closer. His mouth was terrifyingly close to my ear.
“If there’s a crack, you’ll see it shining.”
Looking at me intently, as if he wanted to say more, his smile grew wider to the point
I thought he was going to burst out laughing. And it wouldn’t have surprised me one
bit.
My eyes glanced figuratively around the shop to see if anyone was watching this. No
one appeared in sight and believe me when I say I was moments away from just taking
this engine builder against this machine. I wouldn’t care who saw.
Backing up a foot, I tried to move away myself.
Another chuckle escaped Casten when I touched him, he leaned closer, his breath moving
over me. “What’s the matter, can’t take it?”
At this point, I had to physically hold myself back so that I wouldn’t lay myself
over this goddamn machine and have him check me for cracks.
He stared down at me, waiting.
I swallowed as though I was swallowing sand and maybe even panting a little. The sound
was just as wretched as what just happened to me. I felt like a teenage boy who just
got a boner in class and wasn’t sure what to do with it.
This never happened to me. I always had a reply, or at least, a gesture. But since
I’d met Casten Riley, I’d fallen down stairs, face planted in a restaurant and was
now rendered speechless. Consciously, because I was confused, I moved away creating
a foot of charged air between us.
He wasn’t having it.
Casten leaned forward so his chest pressed against my shoulder.
“Why you so quiet all of a sudden?” he inquired, his voice low and husky, his hand
rose to wipe his forearm across his forehead. “You thinking about me doing some magnufluxing on you , aren’t you? I would do a thorough job. I assure you.”
Not sure what I should do with my hands, I pressed my fingers to my collarbone, my
skin feeling warm under his gaze. I watched as his eyes followed my hand, his gaze
further heating me with the intensity of his expression.
Stepping back, and then away as if I was going to walk away, I turned my head in his
direction. He was looking at my ass. It looked fairly damn good in these jeans so
I really couldn’t blame him for eye fucking it.
“I was more or less hoping you could just give me a meticulous inspection.” I whispered, as his eyes jerked back to mine in surprise.
I smiled a shy but coy smile and moved away again, leaving him grinning back at me.
“You’re playing with fire, honey,” he rasped, staring at me with rapt attention, focusing
on my lips. “I’m very meticulous when I inspect an engine. Very .”
I smiled right back at his cocky dirty talking ass and replied with poise. “How about
that order? Should I put assembly lube on it or something?”
I knew a little about engines from my uncle and my time spent at the track. Enough
to get me in trouble and I saw assembly lube on the previous order so I went with
that.
Casten let out this deep adorable chuckle and looked up at me as taking off his gloves
and tossed them into a garbage can next to his toolbox.
“Baby,” he drawled out, “I don’t think we would need assembly lube.” He was standing right in front of me again, his gaze penetrating
my very being as well as his heavy breath. “I’m confident you’re fully lubricated
for any friction that might take place inside your block.”
Oh my. Breathe, Hayden. Just breathe in and out.
I must have stood in Casten’s stall, him staring at me, me staring at him for close
to a minute before Charlie came over.
“Casten, I need you to look—”
He immediately stopped what he was going to say and glared at the two of us.
I wanted to act like a child and kick him in the shin for interrupting, but didn’t.
I decided
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