Walking to the boot I frown as I lift a panel to find the jack and tools required to change thetire, but where the hell is thetire. Leaning down I look under the car only to find thetireright under the boot, “How do I get you out?” I mutter as I stand again, I try to pull up the panel where the tools are to no avail. I hear a car approaching,turning I see what looks like a pickup driving towards me, great timing. Raising my arm, I wave only to have the man stop in the middle of the road.
“Hey little lady,” just that greeting has my teeth grinding, “looks like you in need of a man.” I swear if I had an option, I would say no.
“Hi, will you help me with thetire?” I say pointing towards the flat. I see him nod as he leans forward to look at the damage.
“I’m on my way to pick up a car, I can change that for you on my way back” Darn, I was really hoping to get this over and done with as soon as possible, but beggars can’t be choosers.
“Sure, thanks.” I say with a smile even though I feel more like crying. “How long do you think you will be?” I see him raise his hand as he scratches at his forehead.
“Well not longer than an hour.”Hesays and then nods
“Okay thank you.” I say as he puts his truck into gear and then pulls away. Well there goes my help, I grunt, as I once again look inside the trunk. Of all days, couldn’t this happen another time? There must be a way, I lay down on the ground just behind the boot as I look at thetire, how do I get this stupid thing loose?Placingboth my hands on thetire,I try to shake it loose to no avail, it doesn’t even budge.
“I don’t think it will come loose like that.” at that deep voice I yelp in surprise lifting my head I hit it against the bumper groaning. “Ow” I mutter,placing my hand over my forehead. “You okay?” I feel a warm hand on my upper arm pulling me up. Opening my eyes from the pain that is now subsiding,I encounter the darkest brown eyes I have ever seen; they are nearly black in colour.
“You surprised me.” I state as I look around not seeing any means of transport, “where did you come from?” I ask as I once again look at the man only now noticing the scar on his forehead, his long hair hanging around a very distinguished tanned face. If it wasn’t for the scowl on his face, he would be very handsome.
“I was out for a walk.”Hegrunts as he looks at the open boot and then back at me, “you want help?” I don’t know if I should trust him or not, it’s not as if I can run anywhere if he does decide to hurt me, this man has an aura of danger that radiates a mile away and I’m sure if I had to run it wouldn’t even tire him to catch me, but at the moment he is betterthanme waiting for an hour.
“I have a flattire”atmy words his eyebrow rises, I swear if he would just crack a smile, I’m sure he wouldn’t make me feel so helpless. He looks over the car on the driver’s side and then steps around me to look at the passenger side, when he sees thetirehis frown intensifies if that is possible.
“Move aside.”Hegrunts as he leans into the boot of the car to pull out the jack, he proceeds to place the jack under the car andstartsto liftitoff the ground. Not bothering to say another word as he works.
“Do you live near here?” I ask only to receive a grunt in reply, “my name is Onix, I’m looking for someone.”Againhe grunts in reply not giving me his name in return. He pulls the damagedtireoff lifting it from the ground as if it weighed nothing as he walks back to the boot. I wait as he fiddles with the spare, a few minutes later he is stepping around me to place thetirein its place. Looking down at my watch I shake my head as I realize that all of this didn’t take him more than ten minutes, less time than what I took just looking at the spare in the boot.
He places the jack back in the boot before closing it, “Done.”Hemutters as he turns to leave.
“Wait.” I call only to have him stop as he looks over his shoulder at me, “At least tell me your name,” seeing as he’s not interested in who I am looking for he might as well tell me who he is.
“Frost.” I frown, did I hear him right, did he just say his name is Frost?
“Frost?” I ask, “as in Frostbite?”Atmy question he raises a brow and then nods before turning again and making his way into the woods. “Thank you Frost!” I call but he doesn’t acknowledge me as he continues on his way, what a strange man, handsome, but strange. His name doessuithim though, he is all frosty.I smile shaking my head in amusement at my thoughts as I slip into the driver’s seat. Starting the car, I sigh, well let’s see if I finally make it to the Motorcycle club without any moreincidents.
HAWK 2
“What the fuck, you nearly dropped that on my foot.” Dixon says as he jumps back, I grunt as I look over at him. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me today, but my concentration is shot.Sincewaking up this morning I have been feeling anxious as if something is about to happen and it is fucking with my head.
“You know brother, I think the sign will look better if Dixon isn’t part of it.” Goliath quips as he places his arm against the two-metre sign we are unloading from the truck. King finally decided to have a Wolverine MC sign made up for the front of the club house.Wewere all in agreement in having it but that was before only the three of us turned up to set it up as the others are all conveniently busy with something. I shake my head at my thoughts, I know exactly what the others are busy with and it is more important than this stupid sign. I’m just beingchurlishwhich is completely unlike me.
“Let’s just get this done.” I mutter
“Jeepers, you really need to get laid.” Dixon mutters as he starts to lift his side of the sign just as Goliath’s phone starts to ring. Grunting we place the sign on the floor again as he pulls out his phone to answer.
“What?”Heasks, “Well tell her to come back some other time wearenot taking visitors at the moment.” With that he disconnects the call.
“What’s up?” Dixon asks as we once again start moving the sign towards its place before the club house.
“Just some woman at the gate looking for King.” We take a couple more steps when the phone starts to ring again.
“Oh, for fuck sake.” I mutter as we again place the sign on the ground.
“Need help?” Frostasksas he approaches
“Yeah, take Goliath’s spot,he’s like a receptionist today.” Dixon says which earns him a scowl from Goliath. Dixon, Frost and I are moving the Sign closer to its location when I hear Goliath muttering as he approaches.
“Some fucking woman that can’t take no for an answer, I told them to let her drive up and King can deal with her.” We are just placing the sign up against the wall so that we can start preparing to lift it up to the top of the club house when I hear a car approaching from behind. The hairs at the back of my neck rise, my whole-body tenses as if ready to bolt. What the hell is wrong with me today?
And then of all the time to get a fucking hard on I get one just when I don’t even have a t-shirt on to cover it. All I have on is a pair of low-cut jeans as I was sleeping when Goliath came to wake me to come and help get the sign off the truck. “Well now, look at that morsel.” Dixon says as he looks over my shoulder at the woman pulling up to us.